Александр Розенбаум - Прости-прощай - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Forgive, sorry, how it is breathing freely - pure honey. Sorry, sorry, the weather is flying and sober in the morning a pilot. Sorry, sorry,- Hu, finally I am lucky today!- I scream for the entire civilian fleet. Sorry, goodbye. Forgive, sorry, those things are now and the times are not the same. Forgive, sorry, everything will bring you forty on the tail. Forgive, sorry, my voice was whistled over the field over the field and took off into the sky blue. Sorry, goodbye. Ten thousand meters under the shoe, crossing the planet with one stroke. - Hey comrade, who is extreme here? I want to go to the airliner. Forgive, sorry, there is some strange knock. Forgive, sorry, the scoreboard went out, we gained height. Sorry, sorry, I fly to sing songs to the miners in Vorkuta, today and tomorrow here. Sorry, goodbye. Forgive, sorry, the salon went crazy from the slender girl. Sorry, sorry, Louis Armstrong sings um unzasibly. Forgive, sorry, a neighbor, a colonel, sleeps and sees a sweet dream that he has been translated into Moscow. Sorry, goodbye.