Lyrics Алина Ветрова - Деревянные слезы

1. Sobbed mountain ash with a tear of wood
And writhing brightly deep wounds
From the evil stroke of the hand no brush
Rowan tree tear
Recently stood mighty beautiful
In the homeland of the old great Russia
Do not melt with the wind, no storms, no thunderstorms
As roses flow through wood, tears warm

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Wooden tears fall on the palm of your hand
Who said no help and no more touch
Who said there are no major losses
Wooden tearsyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Wooden tearsyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

2. Loving the land in which she stood
I loved the sky with which I dreamed
Cancer fate ruined everything
Now wood you goggle she
Wooden soul mows mercy
Do not chop man I beg you do not
I will cover you from the hot rains
You are sorry for the old poultry

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3.That god gloating in the sun shines
Chopped and thought mountain ash simple
To know how the soul moaned
In the minute when he chopped slowly
A mountain ash cried with a tear of wood
And aptly deep wounds ended
The last acts of the ax ax
She sobbed with a tear of wood

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I LOVE THIS SONG SHE IS THE BEST