Текст песни Король и Шут - Есенин

Sing, sing on the damn guitar,
My last, only friend.
would drown in this frenzy,
Fingers dance your in a semicircle.

I did not know what love is - infection
I did not know that love - the plague.
She went, and narrowed eyes
Bully brought to mind.

Sing, my friend, I hum again
Our previous violent early.
Suppose she kisses another,
Young, beautiful stuff.

Do not look at her wrist
And with the arms of her flowing silk.
I was looking at this woman happy,
And I found perdition.

So what am I jealous of her,
So what am I hurt this?
Our life - yes bed sheet,
Our life - a kiss but in the maelstrom.

Sing, sing in the fateful span,
These hands fatal trouble
Just know, they went to the s ...
I was not going to die, my friend, never.