Текст песни Петр Лещенко - Эй, друг гитара

In life, everything is wrong and moody,
Days are running, no one will return them.
Today is a holiday, tomorrow there will be a triple,
Old age will come imperceptibly.

Hey, friend of guitar,
That you ring timidly
There is no time to cry over me -
Let life pass, everything flew,
There was a song, a song at night!

Where are you, youth, endlessly without the edge,
Why flashed so quickly.
Really, dying soon,
I will have to sing for the last time:

Hey, friend of the guitar ...