Маша Матвейчук - Роберт Рождественский - 88 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

They told me: there lived one radio operator in love before the war on the island of Dixon. They told me: he was not too dare and love to shun love. And when she came, he did not know how to explain to the girl-player ... But once in a whirlwind of orders and estimates, a breakdown schedule, he knocked out: I kiss! And he accepted in response: what are you talking about? I don’t understand ... Having advised himself, the guy did not abandon his explanation. A kiss with eights encrypted, he tamped eighty -eight! The further conversation was full of fire: dear, understand a person! (Eighty -eight!) How can I hear me? (Eighty -eight!) Check. He tapped the eight stubbornly and evil. Day and night. In the winter and in the fall. He tapped until it came in response: I understand that eighty -eight! .. I don’t know, maybe everything was wrong. Maybe - more ordinary, fresh ... I just believe firmly: I lived such an eccentric! I am not interesting to believe in another ... So I can’t stand silence! And in the cold heavenly, I sparkle with my heart, I show out: dear! Eighty eight! .. Do you hear? I send this figure with lightning. To rush through the mountains and rivers ... eighty -eight! I love it very much. Eighty eight! Forever.