Текст песни Горбачева Алла - У беды глаза зеленые

In disaster green eyes,
Not easy, is not spared.
With his head go declination
Guilty hide view.

The tender will leave the field I,
And I cry over himself.
Who invented such a pain,
And what do I want this pain?

I do not want, just so it was
By fate, not out of malice.
Do not you embroidered shirt,
That I liked you.

And you're not with me by the arm
Because guests go home,
And I can not even cloud
Swim across the sky above you.

In our time we met,
Weddings played for a long time.
be the odd man out to me for you,
It is forever destined.

Night, Night of parting,
Son-grass rustle,
And green eyes troubles,
forbidding look
And green eyes troubles,
forbidding look