Александр Серебряков - О, муза
текст песни

O muse, my flexible friend
My jealous girl
Again in the pouring rain
We went out to the fields

Again with the sound of spring
The valley greets us
Wrapped as a baby
Dawn of the moon in the hem

Now let's sing the wind
And tender bai
For making you stronger
Because the holiday is bright
You poured into my chest

Now I would like to splash into the sky
Cherry juice verse
For fatherly generosity
Your mentors

Now we have become more mature
And the weight is heavier
But it won’t drown out the trill
That nightingale holiday

And this rain is crazy
It will not be washed away in us
So that the ringing of your lamp
The wind didn't go out