Олег Шепрут - Веселись, моя душа
текст песни

Pour, do not regret it,
Have fun, my soul!
That we have life, the price is a penny,
Fortunately, the night is good.
You don't touch me now -
I have a fire in my head.
Come on, give in the heat,
Verse accordion! ..
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Days like cards on the table, -
“Cross” is hard;
Drive away longing soon
And walk to fate in spite.
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I didn’t go, you see, the second -
Pour another glass.
I'll play with fate now
In the "Finding Fool".
Maybe I would sang a romance
Il would play in "Prefers",
But fate, such a bitch,
This chance does not give me ...
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Days like cards on the table, -
“Cross” is hard;
Drive away longing soon
And walk to fate in spite.
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I'm not sober and not drunk;
In my head, Easter ringing.
There is no harmony - give Bayana,
It is necessary to give the soul overclocking.
I wanted to live in the mind
Yes, only cold in the house.
Nothing, I myself am not a mistake
And I'll take it for all the revenge!
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Days like cards on the table, -
“Cross” is hard;
Drive away longing soon
And walk to fate in spite.
© Oleg Sheiprut, December 31, 1992