And today in the morning, yes, they found a young girl
So young, not yet old, but cold as marble
So young, not yet old, but cold as marble
And today in the morning, the young man was walking in the village
Smoking a wine and without a shirt, forgetting about fear
Smoking a wine and without a shirt, forgetting about fear
Smoking a wine and without a shirt, forgetting about fear
And today in the morning, they remembered the wedding
In the late autumn, we will weep to the whites what never happened
In the late autumn, we will weep to the whites what never happened
And today in the morning, as always, the bow woke up
I weep with roses, the grass is bitter, and the eyes are not