Текст песни Пьяная вишня - В.Королёв

Drunk cherry (V.Korolёv)

(Loss)

1.A not hear you go ...
       And you're all wet ...
       Branch of ripe cherries,
       Rain pounding against the windows.
         Rain tapping on the roof -
         From him no escape.
         This ripe cherries,
         I want to get drunk.

     R: Drunk cherry - a glass -
       Medicine for cardiac wounds.
       It will dispel your sadness.
       You zahmeleesh - so be it.
         Drunk cherry, a glass,
         She looks like a dope.
         You grief and resentment,
         Save it and preserve.

(Loss) 2p

     2.A you go not heard, drowning in pools.
       How did it all happen? - It was all unnecessary.
       And yesterday seemed such a beautiful life,
       There was admired and ripe red cherries.

     R: the same; (Loss)

(03:18) R: the same; (mod) (03:46)
    
 R: the same;