Текст песни Елизавета Воронкова - Мальчишка с гитарой

Why am I not too bold?
In the courtyard I look out the window.
In the gazebo playing boy -
I heard his guitar.
And my heart, like a bird,
ready to fly to the sky,
it can be seen during fall,
happiness I want to sing.

He plays the guitar well,
that the past simply will not pass.
My heart stops,
when you hear, then you will understand.
He touches the strings so,
as if the song I sing.
The soul of happiness immediately melts
and sent to flight.

Who invented it - I do not know.
Fall in love come I have to go.
But exactly one understand
that this is not a game.
My dream is that he will knock
ever timidly out of the window.
This can happen because,
that is waiting for a long time I have it.

He plays the guitar well,
that the past simply will not pass.
My heart stops,
when you hear, then you will understand.
He touches the strings so,
as if the song I sing.
The soul of happiness immediately melts
and sent to flight.

He touches the strings so,
as if the song I sing.
The soul of happiness immediately melts
and sent ...
The soul of happiness immediately melts
and sent to flight.