Текст песни Магомадов Заур - Эх, и ночка была, ночь хоть выколи глаз

That's all my dear friend, we are free to you
We are free to be with you forever
Black bird flew over my head
I return there really no

I was born and grew up in a family of fisherman
From a family that not a trace
Though native Mama loved me
But the fate of me went to hell

Since childhood, I did not like farm-hand life
I do not plowed without portnyachil not sow
And gay punks titled Tale
I set off on the Sunzha hobo

Oh, and is night was pitch dark night though the eye
Thief risk as usual in practice
We have worked, but not more than an hour
And returned wolves to prey

And in the morning, I walked, went mad rabble
And the accordion with overflow pouring
Many girls have been in the evening time
And one of them fell

That beautiful love money need be
I thought about it my friends
And then I went to steal the night and day
To get closer to your favorite

Pilfered day and night dressed as a princess
Kidal grandmother left to right
But one night I flew dull
And from the beginning of my drama

That came to us trouble pours
I yell to her beauty before the meeting
Hello stone house mother old prison
And freedom, I cried before the meeting

It was my friend at the end of September
Raffle crazy weather
I escaped from prison under cover of rain
And I cried with joy freedom

Long I wandered all night here and there
And I did not believe in freedom
I'm an old man have her home
I knocked on the familiar door

She came to me, did not dare to the threshold
On her gown of Chinese silk
Instead of children's exercise books five years ago
She holds the baby

Who do you want to you what she said to me,
Yes, it really did not recognize me
Remember how a half five years ago
You're a thief caressed

They told me that you killed in the escape
And I'm happy with the other sections
And for those already five and a half years
I'll absolutely forgotten

Here in my blood boil Chechen
I plunged the knife into her like a batter in
And to no longer hear the baby cry
Remove from the accursed place

With so your head bowed low
Or do you still dream of youth
Drink champagne each night still ahead
Yes, and we have nowhere to rush