Quiet as a paradise,
Stars over the borough are high and bright ,
I myself sing, I imagine a cut .
Night fell ,
Relax kids , the day was very hot ,
Stitch for stitch
Groshik became heavy.
oy vey
There was a time , had the strength , but is not the same ,
Years mowed hair , wiped my coat .
Was a Jew , so he said that everything passes .
Sun too, wei , sits at sunset ,
But it is still born , sorry that is not an example of me.
Who is going to wear them all the fashion then ?
My girl,
Tomorrow morning you 'll come back to me ,
My dear, my feygale .
Grustnoglazaya ,
Dad's ear Mize says
Zasmeeshsya - people are different, and different songs .
oy vey
Will be a day , and there will be food , live not in a hurry ,
Sometimes rich beggar , he has not had time to accumulate ,
One whom no one nowhere no holds .
Thread, needles velvet yes - that's the case,
Yes, even the Talmud on the shelf , so to life and walked and walked .
Only the sun , I see less and less , less.
There was a time , had the strength , but is not the same ,
Years mowed hair , wiped my coat .
Was a Jew , so he said that everything passes .
Quiet as a paradise,
Stars over the borough are high and bright ,
I myself sing, I imagine a cut .
