Yurka
Yurka called, Lena was ready, Two thousand eight, the night ran steady. We took the decks, the room caught fire, One more chorus, one rung higher. So many faces, everybody in, We raised the crowd with a crooked grin. VK said, “Get the page in line,” We laughed and danced till closing time. We had the songs, we had the room, We made a little joy from all that boom. But when the last tune drifted away, I still had no bride to take home that day. Yurka, Lena, stay right near, You’re my people, year to year. We sang our hearts out, walked it off, Kept each other laughing through it all. And if I’m laid up, feeling rough, Your little message is enough. When the good days come around again, We’ll meet and raise the roof, my friends. Then karaoke, grand as a hall, We sang like stars beneath it all. A little pepper, napkins flew, Somebody nearly made trouble too. We took the long way, step by step, Got home in one piece, caught our breath. No perfect plan, no shining scene, Just the best kind of night we’d seen. And now I’m resting, under the sheet, Hoping you’re both taking it easy. If you’re feeling poorly, send a sign, We’ll trade our stories when we’re fine. Yurka, Lena, stay right near, You’re my people, year to year. We sang our hearts out, walked it off, Kept each other laughing through it all. And if I’m laid up, feeling rough, Your little message is enough. When the good days come around again, We’ll meet and raise the roof, my friends. No ring found, no grand goodbye, Just two good friends still by my side. The years roll on, the songs remain, We’ll make another night again. Yurka, Lena, stay right near, You’re my people, year to year. We sang our hearts out, walked it off, Kept each other laughing through it all. And if I’m laid up, feeling rough, Your little message is enough. When the good days come around again, We’ll meet and raise the roof, my friends. Rest up, my friends, we’ll meet again, Same old stories, same old friends.
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[Куплет 1] Yurka called, Lena was ready, Two thousand eight, the night ran steady. We took the decks, the room caught fire, One more chorus, one rung higher. So many faces, everybody in, We raised the crowd with a crooked grin. VK said, “Get the page in line,” We laughed and danced till closing time. [Предприпев] We had the songs, we had the room, We made a little joy from all that boom. But when the last tune drifted away, I still had no bride to take home that day. [Припев] Yurka, Lena, stay right near, You’re my people, year to year. We sang our hearts out, walked it off, Kept each other laughing through it all. And if I’m laid up, feeling rough, Your little message is enough. When the good days come around again, We’ll meet and raise the roof, my friends. [Куплет 2] Then karaoke, grand as a hall, We sang like stars beneath it all. A little pepper, napkins flew, Somebody nearly made trouble too. We took the long way, step by step, Got home in one piece, caught our breath. No perfect plan, no shining scene, Just the best kind of night we’d seen. [Предприпев] And now I’m resting, under the sheet, Hoping you’re both taking it easy. If you’re feeling poorly, send a sign, We’ll trade our stories when we’re fine. [Припев] Yurka, Lena, stay right near, You’re my people, year to year. We sang our hearts out, walked it off, Kept each other laughing through it all. And if I’m laid up, feeling rough, Your little message is enough. When the good days come around again, We’ll meet and raise the roof, my friends. [Бридж] No ring found, no grand goodbye, Just two good friends still by my side. The years roll on, the songs remain, We’ll make another night again. [Финальный припев] Yurka, Lena, stay right near, You’re my people, year to year. We sang our hearts out, walked it off, Kept each other laughing through it all. And if I’m laid up, feeling rough, Your little message is enough. When the good days come around again, We’ll meet and raise the roof, my friends. [Аутро] Rest up, my friends, we’ll meet again, Same old stories, same old friends.
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