Tvoi glaza - dva chernyie agata,
Menya plenili, ya byila tvoya,
No vse proshlo, kak tyazhela rasplata,
I kak zhestoko oshibalas ya,
Kak oshibalas ya, kak oshibalas ya.
O, Bozhe moy, kak oshibalas ya,
Tyi ne lyubil menya na samom dele,
Vse vremya govoril: "Dusha moya",
No dumal isklyuchitelno o tele,
Moem nevinnom tele.
Dlya nas dvoih siren kipela v mae,
Ot glaz tvoih shodila ya s uma,
No lish teper s toskoyu ponimayu -
V svoey bede vinovna ya sama,
Vinovna ya sama, vinovna ya sama.
O, Bozhe moy, kak oshibalas ya,
Tyi ne lyubil menya na samom dele,
Vse vremya govoril: "Dusha moya",
No dumal isklyuchitelno o tele,
Moem nevinnom tele.
Nu chto tyi, v samom dele.
Ya ne proschu tebya, gotovsya k boyu,
Dobilsya tyi togo, chego hotel,
Gotova ya pozhertvovat soboyu,
I tem spasu desyatki dush i tel,
Desyatki dush i tel, desyatki dush i tel.
O, Bozhe moy, kak oshibalas ya,
Tyi ne lyubil menya na samom dele,
Vse vremya govoril: "Dusha moya",
No dumal isklyuchitelno o tele,
Moem nevinnom tele.
Nu chto tyi, v samom dele.
O, Bozhe moy, o, Bozhe moy,
O, Bozhe moy, o, Bozhe moy.
O, Bozhe moy, kak oshibalas ya,
Tyi ne lyubil menya na samom dele,
Vse vremya govoril: "Dusha moya",
No dumal isklyuchitelno o tele,
Moem nevinnom tele.
Nu chto tyi, v samom dele.
O, Bozhe moy. |
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