Текст песни вера полозкова - ему 20... максимум 23...

I love the thick young man of about forty ,
Which has an empty bed and a very heavy hand ,
Or pale boys from thirty-five ,
Zaplutali had spent on the road :
Ex-wives look at them from the nameless ,
Around their necks they hang.
Well, or at all funny guys under fifty .
I love the guy , who is twenty , twenty-three maximum .
Insolent him outside and sweet darkness within;
He did not have time ogresti the woman who would read on the hand ,
And no one hanging around his neck , except the cross on a cord.
This cross me beating in cheek when he top
and finely twisted on the fly.
he laughs
and clamps his mouth .