Текст песни Виктория Ильинская - beyaz elbise

White dress of your childhood, girl
worn out and became few
The nights are not enough to cry
nothing, nothing
you know that everything has passed ...
There isn’t enough night to hide traces
And there is no need ..
Rain and he was tired of pounding on glass ...

The white dress of your childhood, girl
Worn out and became few
Your wet hair will fall on your face
They got tangled up and tears and rain
So it happens after white black stripes,
on which you walk, you won’t leave.
Just waking up a trifle day after day
It is already cold where it was warm.
White dress of your childhood, girl
It was worn out and became a little ...
Run after you
and don’t know where.
Look no love
And love is water.
It's all wrong
love a trifle
it just happened
so and so ...
Nothing will happen if you stop
Only the rain will pass the other side
Everything just changes, it becomes different
only love does not change.
And so it’s unnecessary and unnecessary down the street
running away from you anyway
White dress of your childhood girl
Worn out and became a little ....