Текст песни Дятлов Евгений - Я в весеннем лесу

I drank in the spring forest birch sap ,
With the beloved songstress slept in a haystack ,
That he had not saved , he loved - lost .
I was brave and lucky , but luck did not know.

And bore me, like an autumn leaf.
I changed the names , I changed the city.
I inhaled dust Overseas roads
Where flowers do not smell , not a moon .

And I butts thrown overboard into the ocean ,
Cursed the beauty of the islands and seas
And Brazilian malarial swamps fog
And wine taverns , and longing camps.

Cross out all life would be so from the beginning to start,
Fly to his beloved songstress .
But that's only learns whether the motherland
One of the missing her sons ?

I drank in the spring forest birch sap ,
With the beloved songstress slept in a haystack ,
That he had not saved , he loved - lost .
I was brave and lucky , but luck did not know.