Текст песни Агата Кристи - Розовый бинт

I - a dead man, I - the dead man, I sing about love beyond the grave,
About the spring. Melting ice, my heart is by the river and rot.
At the river, the river I pray to the low waves.
Here zaburlit river, and my hand will bring crazy

Pink bandage that is not clear?
Pink bandage - it's wonderful!
River Flows, through the centuries
Bring the water over and over again
In my hands pink-red bandage
With the smell of blood.

That's life, it's a shame the primeval song sings,
And knocks and knocks at my ugly heart. It is blood.
At the river, the river, on a rocky shore it.
I - a dead man, I - dead, damn someone else's spring and love.

Pink bandage that is not clear?
Pink bandage - it's wonderful!
River Flows, through the centuries
Bring the water over and over again
In my hands pink-red bandage
With the smell of blood.