Текст песни Александр Щербина - То ли впрямь горда не в меру

Whether really proud beyond measure,
 Whether such an age is now -
Good eh you, princess,
In the palace one sitting?
No friends, no helpers,
No domestic animal.
        
Set up an out of boredom
Talking to me.
Plant in Zlaté cage -
On vodichku and millet,
I will be a night to dawn
Inspired lie one:
How sweet is my mistress,
It was a miracle as Milan,
Majestically Just look on,
And the face of the white-white.

And after listening to the speech
And she did not notice,
As suddenly clogged heart
And wake up from a dream.
And beside herself,
So welcome, fun,
You take me in your palm
And thou blow me in the eye.

And the most beloved crest
I rascheshesh crest ...
It is a pity, my princess,
Only it's not in the proc.
Do not be angry soul-maiden,
I do not mind crest,
But I'm sorry - I'm just a bird,
Talking lightly.