Текст песни Хит вий - 2016
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How many tears have been shed, for you my dear, you are not all serious on the other side of the screen. Plus, different countries of the evening I'm going through myself and guitar composing songs, maybe you'll come and pick up your orchestra, remember our childhood as we were having fun together, those rural evenings were not guard, when we went to dance with a crowd, because I was for you a wall and a support for the most in love reliable and faithful admirer and that's all the walls in your posters one favorite shared photo for memory and the village guy in anticipation, since you left, my Edita Piekha I walked with you and ay-yai-ya In the lips kissed ay-yay-yay Oh dark nights, oh brown eyes Mom, do not scold your daughter. How did it happen, ah-yay-yay What in you fell in love with ay-yai-ya And the heart beats and outward tears As he does not forbid yay-yay-no, forgive me, I do not need such mercy, you're better off with that, that he believes in stupidity that was cool, even ideally in essence, but you plump like a camel, plus you smoke a paradox, so the paradox is the more modest the woman and the more beautiful, the one, even though on the Lexus though the luzhniki raise God, stupid but agree and even with many, a wonderful moment, you were gorgeous but I will take a wife of a sirat from the village because not that the horse does not stop the horse, I can not start a cat, especially a child, I remember who arose "how can I do that" with the models, and in the wives of the cook, and at least with my leg, and even with the elk's head, the main thing is that love children and quietly lived, euu I walked with you ai-yai-ya In the lips kissed ay-yay-yay Oh dark nights, oh brown eyes Mom, do not scold my daughter. heels longer, eyes duller girlfriends hello, from hot disney expensive perfume, thin cigarettes to take what is, here her credo for life is zero, there is no higher and no need to divide by one hundred from the garden, but there is a problem she lives in the village hitchhiking up to Moscow, from here I can not leave, I wanted to become a deportee, but the drug addicts are around, my mother will write dark lipstick by night, dark eyes, brown eyes with friends under the pen on the central street breaks me that you're playing with me, you extinguish mine and immediately ignite me I look at you like an ox on red but I'm forty years and my limousine is a tractor I walked with you ay-yai-ya On the lips kissed ay-yai-yay Oh dark nights, oh brown eyes Mom, do not scold my daughter
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