Текст песни Belka - Романс о юных гвардейцах.mp3

I sang them migratory birds:
In the narrow streets of the old capital
Two young guardsman walked wearily,
And the sky blinded their eyes crystals.

Veli under uztsy weary horses,
And the sun caressed their eyes in love.
These ladies running, wanting to touch,
Losing flowers and dropping the gloves.

And cried every woman's heart ...
But we walked past the two young guards,
Eyes withdrawn, afraid to turn around,
Though ladies in tears begging to go back.

Two young guards - the passionate, the strict,
And in the battle, and dance as beautiful as gods.
Do not cry, the beauty, the measures do not know -
In the life of the road warrior in a different ...