Текст песни Варвара Визбор - А любовь-то лебедем

What ponadelal you know whether he?
And love is a swan to the heavens,
And love is a falcon, and a love of a falcon,
And love is a falcon by hand.
Kiss me I bitter and salty
Bitter and salty me, dear friend.

I know will hurt me in advance
The word did not say across the
I took out of my chest, I pulled out of my chest,
From the chest, I took the love
I am giving, giving lumps
I am giving a lump in one hundred pounds

I knew I knew would hurt me
I know will hurt me in advance
Friend if gate of exhausted
From the frying pan into the fire started the
Spun raven, crow whirled,
He spun on a black ash

And you, and you do not care,
And you do not care, my dear
Nothing, nothing was in charge,
About what he does not know you know
And love, and love is a swan,
And love is something by hand a falcon

Kiss me I bitter and salty,
Bitter and salty me, dear friend.
Kiss me I bitter and salty,
Bitter and salty me, dear friend.
Dear friend
Dear friend
Dear friend