Текст песни Светлана Сурганова и оркестр - неприкаянный, желанный, сероглазый и шальной

Good evening

Good evening,
I feel so strange,
what have you come to my house -
restless, welcome,
gray-eyed and crazy.
I forgot everything as it was.
I opened the door wide
and let Good Evening
nesmyatuyu to bed.

Guests are welcome,
taking off shoes,
off his dusty coat,
whispered: & quot; Light a Single Candle,
we have not seen for a long time.
Let the sound of tango and foxtrot.
All let it be, as in a dream.
Do not be angry, my friend, for so long
I was getting to you & quot ;.

Good evening,
You know something,
How painful when apart.
According to you - both pages
and not deep, but only in passing
no hard feelings and attraction.
As a brand had to
chocolate-colored dress
and fashioned in the style of & quot; night & quot ;.

Guests are welcome and my mother
do not be sad, and sing me the blues.
And the sound fill
All untold aloud.
Smile for me goodbye.
I know it will be difficult path.
Fly away, but if you can,
back somehow.

September 1992