Текст песни сирени белые цветы вика цыганова
Обновлено: 12.11.2024
Chorus:
And only bunches of rowan
Yes crazy scarlet sunset
And only bunches of rowan
In the window to me look
And only bunches of rowan
Crimson fire burning
The vicious circle
Old friend of mine
Birds on the south
flying
Yellowed old maple
Life is like a dream
Birds fly south
Do not bring them back
And the clouds float
From a distance to nowhere
A rowan lights
So my heart aches
Do not be sad old man
Our life is like a moment
Well we sit
Heart to heart talk
Drink wine, do not rush
Yes , live - not grieve
What is sad to miss
Sooner we die
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