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KAZKA - Cried

I’ll lie to your word - tsila
I don’t put the price for the image
Burn bridges burn i slіz of the sea
Know that, my grace is less than slov - more dila
 
Vryatuyu vid slіv thyїkh wants bi tylo
Having driven the lead I don’t know the soul I
To hurt, oh yak to hurt and boil
That don’t even sleep, don’t say less - more than dila
 
Cried and Zniv fіalka roztsvіla
Saving the day with dark signs
I mother is young zakohan mala
In the kitchen all the same cried
 
Зотліла ніч, everything has become sire
Know new colori Mushu I
A face with a board, what is required?
Hai sertsyu with a raincoat - less than a word, more than a word
 
Cried and Zniv fіalka roztsvіla
Saving the day with dark signs
I mother is young zakohan mala
In the kitchen all the same cried
 
Cried and Zniv fіalka roztsvіla
Saving the day with dark signs
I mother is young zakohan mala
In the kitchen all the same cried
 
Cried and Zniv fіalka roztsvіla
Saving the day with dark signs
I mother is young zakohan mala
In the kitchen all the same cried
 
Cried and Zniv fіalka roztsvіla
Saving the day with dark signs
I mother is young zakohan mala
In the kitchen all the same cried
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TRANSFER:

I will deliver the world from your words, I will be intact
For a year of resentment
Bridges burn, tears of the sea burn
And know, this is my game - less words, more work
 
I’ll free even your body from your words
Having driven under the ice, I will not find the soul
It hurts, oh, how it hurts and the blood boils
And the daughter is already sleeping, less words, more work
 
Cried and violet blossomed again
Day shined with secret signs
And mom is young and in love is small
The kitchen was still crying
 
Night passed, in the morning everything turned gray
I must find new colors
And wash my face with rain, what else?
Let the heart under the cloak, less words, more faith
 
Cried and violet blossomed again
Day shined with secret signs
And mom is young and in love is small
The kitchen was still crying
 
Cried and violet blossomed again
Day shined with secret signs
And mom is young and in love is small
The kitchen was still crying
 
Cried and violet blossomed again
Day shined with secret signs
And mom is young and in love is small
The kitchen was still crying
 
Cried and violet blossomed again
Day shined with secret signs
And mom is young and in love is small
The kitchen was still crying
Source perevod-pesni.ru