Текст песни Валентина Толкунова - Господа Мужики

the Lord; raise your glasses
During their mothers; for the sisters and wives
the Lord; raise your glasses
For those; one of us was once in love
Drain to the bottom and gently breathe
Flew year; like a woman's whim
Call me - I Call You
And again I'll sing this song as an encore

Lord guys - raise your glasses
For lovers of innocent girls and youths
Lord guys - raise your glasses
For abandoned mothers and fathers gone
Do not torment yourself; do not blame anyone
Let your star falls down today
Call me - I Call You
And again I'll sing this song as an encore

loss ........................

I drink to those; who climbed to the life on the rocks
I drink to those; who forgave - friends and enemies
The noble ladies; We raise our glasses
For our favorite - gentlemen - men
And if you feel sad - not the fate of anger
It prepares you for the next day surprise
Call me - I Call You
And again I'll sing this song as an encore
Call me - I Call You
And again I'll sing this song as an encore

Raise your glass