Михаил Шуфутинский - Свечи - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The fog shone with the rain and without a perforated evening and without a perforated evening outside the window, and why the far is not the earthly not earthly about something close and the native zgoya cry the candles of the thaw, the candles cry, and why the far is not the earthly and native zgaya cry the candles cry the candles.

It was a goating that we have not been waiting for nothing right, but sometimes in the evening, but sometimes in the evening we suddenly sit down at the piano, remove from the Vooal key and light the candles and light candles, we suddenly sit down at the piano and light the candles and light the candles and light the candles.

And candles cry for people, they cry quieter or more stronger and forget the magical days they cannot candles! And it is very important for me that the wax of the fire is zgaya crying candles crying candles cry and it is very important for me that the wax of the fire is crying, the candles are crying candles.

Zgoya cry candles

Zgoya cry candles

Zgoya cry candles.