@TOy tsvetyot kalina@TNarodnaya@TKaraoke-Kirill@LRUS Oy tsvetet kalina, v pole u ruchya. Parnya molodogo, polyubila ya. Parnya polyubila, na svoyu bedu. Ne mogu otkryitsya, slov ya ne naydu.
On zhivet ne znaet, nichego o tom. Chto odna divchina, dumaet o nem. U ruchya s kalinyi, obletaet tsvet. A lyubov devichya, ne prohodit net.
A lyubov devichya, s kazhdyim dnem silney. Kak zhe mne reshitsya, rasskazat o ney. Ya hozhu ne smeyu, volyu dat slovam. Milyiy moy horoshiy, dogadaysya sam. Milyiy moy horoshiy, dogadaysya sam. |
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