Текст песни Анатолий Могилевский - У беды глаза зеленые

In disaster green eyes

sl.T.Korshilovoy
muz.E.Ptichkina

In disaster green eyes,
Not easy, is not spared.
With his head go declination
Guilty hide view.

In the tender will go out, I
And I cry over himself.
Who invented such a pain,
And for me that this pain.

I did not think, just came out like this:
By fate, not out of malice.
Do not you embroidered shirt,
That I liked you.
And you're not with me by the arm
Because guests go home,
And I can not even cloud
Swim across the sky above you.

In our time we met,
Weddings played for a long time.
For you to be more than a third I
Know forever destined.
Night, Night-hot
Son-grass rustle.
And trouble green eyes,
Relentless gaze.