Козловский Иван - Гитара - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

He tends to streams and groans drowning in the tone of the minor guitar and the song sadly dreams of melting at the twilight of winter streets and in ... the sunset flames the orange distant and dorms the tiara lazily in the evening peace, it is tired of the remote ringing of Digidon Digidon Don, you come out cute ... The guitar no one but as if the guitar chords are getting closer below and someone on the dark enamel Tarie Pearl suddenly scattered lights at such minutes, I feel the spell and all the charm of the guitar where the tenderness of the rest of the heat of the heat is soldered into the semestergone Digidon Digidon Don