Булат Окуджава - Ах, Надя-Наденька - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

From the windows, he carries a crust with a fried, behind the curtains a flickering of hands, there is no stop here, but me - please, the driver on the bus is my best friend. There is no stop here, but me - please, the driver on the bus is my best friend. And the horses at dusk sow manes, the bus is new in a hurry, hurry, ah, Nadia, Nadenka, I would like me for the soul two -war in any direction of your soul. Ah, Nadia, Nadenka, I would be for me for the soul -two -war in any direction of your soul. She is in a special forces in such an oiled, she takes such an unthinkable on her, ah, Nadia, Nadenka, we would be happy where you were driving your horses.