Текст песни А. Малинин - Ты жива еще, моя старушка

Are you still alive, my old lady?
Alive and me. Greetings, greetings!
Let flowing over your hut
That evening ineffable light.

They write to me that you, concealing anxiety
Sad helluva lot about me,
What you often go on the road
The old-fashioned run-down shushune.

And you in the dark blue evening
Often it is seen as one and the Well:
If someone in a tavern brawl me
Heart slammed by Finnish knife.

Nothing, dear! Take It Easy.
It's only painful delirium.
It's not that I'm bitter drunkard,
That, you are not seeing die.

I'm still the same gentle
And only dream about,
To most of the rebellious angst
A low gate in our house.

I'll be back when the branches will spread
In the spring, our white garden.
Only you I really dawn
I do not wake as eight years ago.

I do not wake that otmechtalos
Do not worry that has not come true,
Too early loss and fatigue
To test my life I led.

And do not teach me to pray. Do not!
To return to the old anymore.
You alone are my help and consolation,
You alone are my ineffable light.

So forget about your anxiety is,
Do not be sad because helluva lot about me.
I do not go so often on the road
The old-fashioned run-down shushune.