Текст песни Дмитрий Максимачёв и БSО - Вальс на четыре четверти

For the past year I bomblyu your heart,
a long, painful year.
All tried right tools -
the undershoot, the flight ...
Who am I now? - Musician loser!
Thirty years,
But this waltz, so timid and insinuating,
I'm ready to dance!

It is unlikely that you will see in me a hero
pink girl's dreams:
not sewn fashion, unshaven, not arranged,
many quirks, many angles ...
Yes, I have a year bomblyu your heart,
a long, painful year
tried everything right means ...
there was only a couple of notes!

As well, I'm not a star -
this waltz for you, I could not come up with!
Waltzes, alas, more than ever,
Lousy for sale this year.