Lyrics Розенбаум - Старая черёмуха

Cheryomukha

Yesterday the bird cherry was cut down near the house ...
Once I rolled under her in the carriage a daughter ...
You want me young ...
Well, I can not help you guys ...

When I tore the shirt, it was cool.
Yes, no one offered to repair it.
From the ninth Dante circle
There was a funny look at your game-booth!

It was difficult-
The smell of cadaver ... the steppe river ...
But I believed
In the soft heather of the shore ...
Known, there will come peace,
I'll go to mowing
And I will fly high!
Known, there is a peace,
I'll go to mowing
And I will fly high!

Sunset is beautiful, much more colorful than sunrise,
The river of destiny flows majestically in it.
Eternity rolls unhurried waters into eternity,
Eternity rolls unhurried waters into eternity,
Year after year flows, day after day,
Day after day.

But I will not hide it,
What sometimes I need,
To be treated
Without a reason
A drug!
He took a glass on his chest,
He led the trotter,
And good-bye, slow river!
He took a glass on his chest,
He led the trotter,
And goodbye, leisurely river ...

The courtyard of the outrage of the commune of a farmer ...
We liked to meet the lilac dawn ...
Orchids to whom, to whom roses,
Orchids to whom, to whom roses,
And I need bird cherries and air!
Orchids to whom, to whom roses,
Orchids to whom, to whom roses,
And I need bird cherries and air!