Текст песни Игорь Большев - Ваганты

Not a penny in my pocket
Not a penny in your pocket
But still life is so good
Which is hardly worth being dull.
We walk slowly around the countries
From line to line
We literally look without breathing
This world is so dear to us.
Vagants are a glorious cheerful people
He walks across countries, sings ballads.
And the vagant will not pass by the girl,
And a glass of wine won't bring you past your mouth.

And even if the clothes are not new
Let the head not be covered
The fate of the vagant is
We spend our whole life homeless.
But when we enter the tavern
Let's make a feast for the whole world
And walking in it to the holes,
Let's hit the road again.
Vagants are a glorious cheerful people
He walks across countries, sings ballads.
And the vagant will not pass by the girl,
And a glass of wine won't bring you past your mouth.

There is air in the pockets, well,
When you get in trouble
We will give the last penny
In return, not requiring a fantasy.
All failures are nonsense
Wherever trouble has thrown
We will always be happy
Adopt you into the vagant family.
Vagants are a glorious cheerful people
He walks across countries, sings ballads.
And the vagant will not pass by the girl,
And a glass of wine won't bring you past your mouth.
Your health brother !!!