Миша Фундук - Девочка-пай - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

There was so much desire in you, and a month shone over us when, having come to a date, I gave roses to you. How serious you seemed serious, I shook my head in response when I said that I took these roses in a kiosk in the first Yamskaya. How warm it was that you and I got along with you, a girl-sold, nearby Zhigan and a bully. In our Tver, there are no such ones, even among the skins of the centr, girl-sold, you do not be sad or bored. I seated a show -off a little later, in the affairs I dragged on the knots, and our district police officer, the cop erysipelas, suddenly looked home to you. He, as a portrait painter in the Trekhovatskaya, two of you and me, crushed that you would become a clasp of Kabatskaya, and gobbled up with tea. How warm it was that you and I got along with you, a girl-sold, nearby Zhigan and a bully. In our Tver, there are no such ones, even among the skins of the centr, girl-sold, you do not be sad or bored. The sheep, the whispering mother, as the duck shaking the gutted, escorted you along our street, my father was brought by my father. But somehow, in the evening, in the entrance to him I rolled a little, he carried you roses and I hung him with all my heart from the left hook. How warm it was that you and I got along with you, a girl-sold, nearby Zhigan and a bully. In our Tver, there are no such ones, even among the skins of the centr, girl-sold, you took me, you do not miss me.