Текст песни О. Погудин - Каризная упрямая ...

Moody, stubborn -
You are made of roses.
I'm older than you, my child,
I'm ashamed of my tears.
Moody, stubborn -
about! How I love you! ..

Last spring, my,
I pray one thing:
& quot; Go away! Go away! Go away! .. & Quot;

For all of you the song of spring,
You Early Dawn.
My song of you in the fall,
Sunset on the slope of the day.
With all my heart I correct funeral feast I
Life gives you joy.
Why am I to you - capricious?
To you young man in a hurry:
& quot; Hurry up, hurry up,
hurry ... & quot;

You whisper mysteriously:
& quot; My youth, gray!
You are my only
are you alone! & quot;
And enchanted fairy tale,
I myself awake ...
And in the fall Bound,
child, I keep telling you:
& quot; Do not lie! Do not lie!
Do not lie! ... & Quot;

You are bright, radiant,
with a smile on his lips.
And if the truth is clear,
only in those words.
I rejected all doubts,
whim I forgive you,
And the life of its autumn
you will be happy to give:
& quot; Take! Take!
Take! ... & Quot;