Character: Nikolay Terent'evich Kurochkin

Hold on a minute,
Look me in the eye.
I still like you
About love not told.
For this explanation
I knocked on your window -
Invite on Sunday
At nine forty-five in the movie.
Because of you, my cherry,
I quarrel with a friend.
What the local climate
On love is powerful!
I miss the neighborhood
And in the distance.
Ah, without you I'm like no heart,
To live not.