Текст песни Гитара - Барышня и борода

It was taken earlier in Russia
Among the ladies of secular circles
Do not consider the gentleman beautiful,
If there is no beard and mustache!
Why now in a century of harsh
Don't call me a socialite
Because a man like that
I loved without memory!

Chorus:
Would know how with him
I want to kiss
Though his mustache tickled horror!
And I will tolerate, burrowing into a beard!
Calm down! Calm down!

Nice one! Curly! The mighty one!
The knight is affectionate! My devotee!
So what if a little scratchy,
If only there was a prickly soul!
Says something like composing songs
An angel is circling over me!
I am the sun and the gold!
I and the young lady and mistress!

Chorus

But once loved and gentle
Suddenly he shaved, such a rascal!
Like the same eyes, the same cheeks
But some kind of cold! Alien!
I cried, it became sad
A month later, he regained growth,
Barely found his lips,
Kissing weaned seriously!

Chorus