Текст песни Алексей Борисович Марычев - Где нашла коса на камень

Where found cut diamond,
They found the scythe fool
Yes rasplel her hands
So it's a sure sign
What tomorrow in bad weather
This path is not razvezet
If tomorrow afternoon -
So sure are lucky!

In our loins mature flour
In our thoughts brewing plan
As we do not die of boredom
Where to find self-deception
Clearly we see around corners
True know in advance
Hard to keep all hands
But their love will

From high okontsa
karuselkah lucky
Fool's look at the sun
While eyes will not burn
In the dark, you can not see the shadow of
Draw that hotit
If it is all give a damn
So exactly lucky