Текст песни Интарс Бусулис - Подберу Музыку

Pick music
(Raimond Pauls, poems - Andrei Voznesensky)

I sing in our town
every day in idle distress.
You come, you sit in a corner.
I pick the music for you.

Pick the music for the eyes,
music pick-to-face,
I pick the music to the words,
that in life you will not tell.

Dance to my music.
All the same, that life is destined -
under my music you dance,
does not matter…

You'll go with someone you're gone.
I'll take you look.
Outside the window is only rain.
I pick music to rain.

I pick the music for the fate,
That the heat was in the wind
Pick the music for you,
how to remember you, I pick up

Dance to my music.
All the same, that life is destined -
under my music you dance,
anyway ... anyway ..

We found a different star.
Not always the music alone.
If I ever fall,
pick up my music ..