Текст песни Виктор Королев - Плачь, девочка плачь.

Picked night
As the tide to the coast ,
And the cool breath - the southern city .
This summer night ,
So we need good-bye .
Just a pity not believe in tears ,
On a fast train to Moscow .
 
Chorus:
Cry, cry, girl ,
At the farewell buds of roses.
I like stole , your tenderness and affection ,
Cry girl cry
Nothing is truer than tears ,
All that I promised - so like a fairy tale .
 
I 'll go to the dawn ,
You stay wait
And I will not soon , Forget .
After all, a return ticket ,
So easy to lose in the bustle ,
But love is forgiving ,
You do not condemn .