Бумбокс - Любовная история - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The illusion of the lived centuries, poets written by stories. In a wonderful, small town. They met the rain on the rains forever met, they are not possible to convey, as their hearts loved. He will not even believe God. That God doesn't believe that somewhere highly flies. The stories are very little on Earth, they loved very much and desirable. They laughed in them, breaking the worship. Awelly love, which lived in the ages. He wonder in her eyes, he was all silent. He was for her, no one would have understood. What can their love end up failure. Maybe God forgot him he broke them the damned world? No one could save them from trouble that happened, just so. What happens to anyone who says there is a lot of questions, it still wishes. she is not with him. And how is it all to stop those flour, grief, then suffering? When the day goes around and comes the evening, he likes the wind he loves to crawl into the courtyard, he looks in the mountain and quietly crying, trying to find those two shining stars from which over Poltava flew, another light tsu in his yard. It fell on his knees, begged, asking for fate to return that strong love. It was so warmed by giving it to feel all the taste of love saint. Suitable simple: he still wants to return love, start from the beginning. And let the day comes And again shine their common day where love begins!