Король и Шут - Арбузная корка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Silently I wander among the fields, I yearn, I am sad about my lady, How dear she was to me, And without her life is not sweet to me. I remember that day as I do now. We sat down at the table, it was ten o’clock, the moon was shining tenderly on us, I poured wine for my lady. We began to dance with her by candlelight, I tried to hug her tightly, the tape recorder sang sweetly to us, I wanted to make her drunk with soul and body. Her dress fell to the floor, My heart began to pound in my chest, I breathed passionately into her hair, Her tender gaze crushed me. And then trouble happened. I will never forget this moment. She stepped on the watermelon rind And... slammed her head on the corner of the table, I fell along with her. I dislocated my arm, but that’s bullshit. For a long time I begged her to live, I cursed the watermelon rind in my hearts