Текст песни Ефрем Амирамов - Эх, Гитара

Eh, guitar, sweet girlfriend,
Once not about you, about whom?
Only you, like a faithful spouse,
Touch my life and music.

Just you can hear for hours
Wild cry of sad quiet words
Only you help me survive,
And remember something about love.

Why so often I guess
For what roads light and darkness,
If I disappear without love,
Without a guitar, I am going crazy.

Let your deaf sounds flow,
Like blood from the wound on the temple,
And foul my head and hands
Or the heart will be frown in longing.

Eh, guitar, old tramp,
Once not about you, about whom?
Only you, the fateful poor
Touch my life and music.