rocked, with whom fate has grabbed hold of me, and outside the window the month is fading, may, may blagur talk about... the past years, but hang up the silver from me! spring peterok, everything plays with love, long forgotten to me, reminds me, only a white candy wrapper, i hide it near my heart, like a lucky ticket, with the right to strike. and outside the window the month of may shines, may blagur don’t bother my heart, don’t talk about the past years, about the silver on my temples, no, i’m not old, look into my eyes, a thunderstorm splashes in them behind melancholy, my heart won’t stop beating to respond to your love, and outside the window the moon is fading, oh blagur , don’t bother my heart, don’t talk about the past years, about the silver on my temples, peterok and spring, let it play in love, long forgotten, let it remind me, i want, i will, remember that it was where i was, with whom fate grabbed me, and outside the window the month of may flies, i can’t rub my heart, don’t talk about the past years, but my silver is hanging over me! great! the senochki stood, they stood by