Текст песни Вячеслав Малежик - Гадалка - Двести лет

For two hundred years the cuckoo baked me to live,
What will please me, I knew in advance.
But two hundred years, cuckoo, oh, how little that is!
Have at least one, but a disastrous year! 2 times

To laugh at fate, and to suffer from happiness!
To whip fate along the ridge as a trump card!
So that - pan or disappear, and then - how it goes,
And more, more, more, something else! 2 times

(loss)

To live in the world for two years is the third thing.
To smolder all my life - wild longing.
But there is one day more than a century.
It would be nice to find this day in life! 2 times

Only he hasn't met me yet!
To what a path has not been made by fate!
I wish I could meet everything in life, everything that one dreams of,
And more, more, more, something else! 2 times