Текст песни Елена Ваенга - У беды глаза зелёные

The trouble is green eyes
They will not forgive, they will not spare.
I walk with my head bowed
Guilty hide my eyes.

I’ll go out to the tender field
And cry over myself.
Who invented such a pain?
And why do I need this pain?

I didn’t think it just happened
By fate, not by malice,
Your shirt is not embroidered
So that you like me.

And you are not with me in hand
You’re going home from the guests
And I can’t even be a cloud
Sail in the sky above you.

We haven’t met in our time,
Weddings played long ago
For you to be third to me
Know forever destined.

The nights are hot
Sleep rustling grass
And the trouble has green eyes
Persistent look.

The trouble is green eyes
They will not forgive, they will not spare.
I walk with my head bowed
And guilty I hide my eyes.

I’ll go out to the tender field
And cry over fate.
But who invented such a pain?
And why do I need this pain?