Текст песни отцовский дом пропьем гуртом
Обновлено: 13.11.2024
Не быть мне в том краю родном
В котором мальчик был рожден
А быть мне
В том краю чужом
В котором мальчик был сужден.
Над кровлей
Филин прокричал,
Раздался зык по лесам Wake up my day of beauty
Painted was all God's light
I see the sea, the sky
But my homeland is not here
But my homeland is not here
his father's house
Propyl we herd
Overgrown grass green
Overgrown grass green
faithful dog
My boyfriend
Barks at my gate
Barks at my gate
zanoet heart
It is sad :
Do not be me in the land of their own
Do not be me in the land of their own
In which a boy was born
And to be me
In the end someone else's
In which the boy was meant to be.
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