Текст песни Владимир Бочаров - Удаль

Voronoi taking, but by the bridle,
I'll go for a walk, so feast.
Let go, Mother, do not hold,
Give synochku daring show.

Will be released in the open field thy son,
Dashingly whistles from the heart.
Home more he could not sit
Falcon in captivity do not hold.

Beware of the girls, a poppy.
For storm came up to you.
Yes you will not resist much, no.
Only once looked him in the eye.

Free wind ruffled his head,
Dope few drinks away shake off the shoulder.
But where did you leave cute ?!
If I fall in love accidentally.

Force, Mom, I do not hold.
Yes, the Lord has not deprived mind.
Let go, Ma, take a walk.
And not something I white light is not nice.