Текст песни Оптимальный вариант - Блюз рыжих волос

Blues red hair

 I came to the surface
 On foot ,
 But here -
 With the dream of the future -
 Soaked in the stomach ,
 And if
 I wanted to understand - ' why? '
 I replied:
 ' So it is necessary ! '

 And I must confess,
 Was not ready to
 These types of love,
 I realized - sincere strangers
 Would kill their only ,
 And if there will sow -
 I will announce the haymaking
 And he thus
 will do
 Blues red hair.

 So I went where you wanted ,
 And I wanted to go faster,
 And there was plenty of love,
 Bur and dissolve ,
 I did what
 What I did
 Without studying the prediction
 But every evening
 I was in a hurry to bury
 In Blues red hair.

 I could have used a 'new Russian '
 Could - old Jew ,
 But I am drunk
 And I still do not regret
 I shaleyu of summer
 From ripe dancing dragonflies ,
 But the best
 here
 Happened to me -
 Blues red hair.

 You - a mystery
 You - the reason
 Breathe and sing,
 And the mystery is the fact
 Who will be able to hold her ,
 However, if
 You risknesh understand - ' why? '
 I answer :
 ' I do not know ! '

 But ... you in the morning
 Turn on the radio -
 Have a nice day !
 You morning including RA
 And you see me ,
 And I'll say for the sake of laughter ,
 ( But it will seriously ) -
 ' I remember how to breathe ,
 Until I see
 Blues red hair ... '