Текст песни А.Кальянов - Ты танцуешь

You dance and skirt flying
The head lay down on shoulder straps
And some sadness grows
On the four sides of the unknown.
On the four sides of the unknown.

Hitting the drums man,
Blowing woman scared the pipe
You're still my fine fellow,
What's not to cry, biting her lip.
You're still my fine fellow
What's not to cry, biting her lip.

Your little officer - Field Mouse
The back arched gray
Nothing, it is silly not know
Even the fact that he was different.
Nothing, it is silly not know
Even the fact that he was different.

You dance and skirt flying
The head lay down on shoulder straps
And some sadness grows
On the four sides of the unknown.
On the four sides of the unknown.