Translation of the song lyrics Дурачок - Буерак

Дурачок (original)

А дождь размывает все мои краски.
Я чувства свои рисовал без огласки.
Но, память не смоет тот день,
Когда я встретил тебя у двора.
Разорваны нити моих отношений.
Я даже не знаю какой день недели;
Но, помню всегда те слова,
Что ты мне донесла из окна.
Ты не подходи, мне такого не надо.
Из глаз текли слёзы, где-то в рёбрах бил ток.
Ты не подходи, я люблю бандюгана;
А, с гитарой в руках - ты такой дурачок!
Ты не подходи, мне такого не надо.
Из глаз текли слёзы, где-то в рёбрах бил ток.
Ты не подходи, я люблю бандюгана;
А, с гитарой в руках - ты такой дурачок!
Я помню слова, что мне ты сказала:
"У тебя нету денег, ты дурачок".
Любимому ты в лагеря написала -
"У него в сердце блюз,
А не твой глупый рок".
Я помню слова, что мне ты сказала:
"У тебя нету денег, ты дурачок".
Любимому ты в лагеря написала -
"У него в сердце блюз,
А не твой глупый рок".
Ты не подходи, мне такого не надо.
Из глаз текли слёзы, где-то в рёбрах бил ток.
Ты не подходи, я люблю бандюгана;
А, с гитарой в руках - ты такой дурачок!
Ты не подходи, мне такого не надо.
Из глаз текли слёзы, где-то в рёбрах бил ток.
Ты не подходи, я люблю бандюгана;
А, с гитарой в руках - ты такой дурачок!

Дурачок (translation)

And the rain washes away all my colors.
I painted my feelings without publicity.
But the memory won't wash away that day
When I met you at the yard.
The threads of my relationship are severed.
I don't even know what day of the week;
But I always remember those words
What did you bring me from the window.
You don't come, I don't need this.
Tears were flowing from my eyes, a current was beating somewhere in my ribs.
Don't come near me, I love a gangster;
And, with a guitar in your hands - you are such a fool!
You don't come, I don't need this.
Tears were flowing from my eyes, a current was beating somewhere in my ribs.
Don't come near me, I love a gangster;
And, with a guitar in your hands - you are such a fool!
I remember the words that you said to me:
"You don't have money, you fool."
You wrote to your beloved in the camps -
"He's got the blues in his heart,
Not your stupid rock."
I remember the words that you said to me:
"You don't have money, you fool."
You wrote to your beloved in the camps -
"He's got the blues in his heart,
Not your stupid rock."
You don't come, I don't need this.
Tears were flowing from my eyes, a current was beating somewhere in my ribs.
Don't come near me, I love a gangster;
And, with a guitar in your hands - you are such a fool!
You don't come, I don't need this.
Tears were flowing from my eyes, a current was beating somewhere in my ribs.
Don't come near me, I love a gangster;
And, with a guitar in your hands - you are such a fool!