Молодая цыганская песня текст
Обновлено: 11.11.2024
Ничего не говори, не боясь сгореть - гори
Я ж в огне твоей любви пропадая
Всё в тебе благословлю, счастьем душу отравлю
Просто я тебя люблю, молодая
Э-э-эх, молодая I do not whine about the fate of the best stores in itself
And the recognition of your annoying
Getting used to the pain of the wounds, I forgive you for cheating
You then, as in the song from Gypsy - Young
Uh-oh, young
Explain - can not explain, you live as if you sleep
And insomnia sinning somehow
And next to you who and what you hope?
After all, in this life, it's not something - even a miracle
Uh-oh, even a miracle
Only Mademoiselle me to teach you how you must live
Who does not sleep, and make friends with anyone, all wondering
What is the word of honor? And somewhere nonsense, but somewhere flattery
After all, you're right, what it is, young
Uh-oh, young
Do not say anything without fear of burn - burn
Well I'm in the fire of your love disappearing
Everything in you bless, happiness soul poison
I just love you, young
Uh-oh, young
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