Translation:
I'll go to the river
Meet the stars
Watch as the fall,
Catch them handfuls
Dial bosom
These lights bryzzhaschih
Zatantsuyu joyful,
Obrad death
Chasing the rainbow,
Vzlechu under the clouds,
I handed over the radio:
"Farewell to Motherland".
Spring, spring, spring comes,
Spring, spring, spring uymёt
Spring, spring, spring comes,
Spring, spring, spring, spring
I have trouble I will not drive,
She pops out of me,
Flee rolled,
Zavedёm conversation.
Take heart,
I'll ask of grief:
"Nothing I did not throw
In the sea? "
Looking for Zina,
Drink a glass of vodka,
Lead ourselves humbly,
I will share with pity.
Universe
Discover the truth a little bit:
"I do not pigibnu
In the spring? "
Spring, spring, spring - in the yard red
Spring, spring, spring - gui.
Spring, spring, spring - in the yard red
Spring, spring, spring, spring
