Текст песни Шуфутинский - А на последнюю,да на пятерочку...

And so on to the last Pyaterochka
I buy three horses,
And I will give the driver a tip:
Oh, drive, brother, make haste!

Someone there, something unfortunate
Where's heart is racing into the distance ...
A vain, boy, you go,
A vain foot strike,
And you do not get a kiss,
Oh, go home barefoot!

Ay, where are you black horses?
Oh, are you Blow me
There, where the young girls
And the night, full of fire!

Come on, mate, let's go to the & quot; & quot ;, Yar
His melancholy chase you away,
Yes, grab your guitar -
We will sing, walk all night!

I'll tell you a secret:
People love the fact there is no ...
I'll tell you a secret:
I love - he will be mine!