Текст песни Пелагея - Торопятся взгляды

Hurry glimpses to have time to saddle
Trembling of eyelashes dry.
Grinning the sworn sturgeon fin
See the Oake spill.

They flickered darkly, lay down laughing,
We decided to meet the dawn in the bins.
Following, the arrow is smart, feathers are light,
Rushed to the target from the shoulder a step limp:
- Do not save in the clouds ...

To kill idle rang with silver,
Crying flew in the dust.
Raspyatem strangled, crunched rib
Pooh of strange featherbeds.

And the streams are cheeked with cheeks;
Now the horses are jigging a mess
Through the nostril he taught at night the Yakut,
Do not blink away:
- Do not scold other people's names.