Lyrics Анфиса Вистингаузен - Бусы цвета морской волны

In the palm of the tough of torn beads
I am afraid to lose them the colors of the sea
You lost their wet from the water.
I will lay them out on my table
And I will tie them with a thin fraternity of all
Mom you are in the window
They are very suitable for you.

Sea wave beads
Beads of the color of the sea wave.

I am only to me
Memory left me.

The sun warms and the clouds fly and fly
I'll be a shadow, I shy yet
Dew with wet beads
I'm afraid to lose them

In the palm of your palm about Tina to you
In a white hat you lie on the sand
Mom for joy to me
They are very suitable for you

Sea wave beads
Sea wave beads
Sea wave beads
Sea wave beads