Lyrics Любизар - Бер кыскырып

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Oh, the needle of a snake,
Lying on my knees to Julia.
He is a needle in his heart,
What a sad, sad son ...
To his fallen son ...

My heart was pounding,
Who do I blame for my mistakes?
When my blood is shed for the roots,
What if I adjust?
May I adjust?

Can't cry, can't cry
The river stone is hummock.
Because the sun is shining,
Can't collect, can't collect
I think so.
I lie awake when the thunder strikes.
When you shoot, when you shoot ...

There are so many types it's hard to say
If sent, when Summer comes.
Who cares, the cowherd is gone.
There is no doubt about it.
around the corner.

My darling, me, one by one,
I'm a goldsmith.
What gives such an emotional heart?
I can hear you crying.
My golden ass ...

You can't cry, you can't cry,
The river stone is hummock.
Because the sun is shining,
Can't collect, can't collect
I think so
When I wake up in the morning,
When you shoot, when you shoot ...

Oh, the needle of a snake,
Lying on my knees to Julia.
He is a needle in his heart,
What a sad, sad son ...
To his fallen son ...

Can't cry, can't cry
The river stone is hummock.
Because of the heat in the air,
Can't collect, can't collect
I think so
I lie awake when the thunder strikes.
When you shoot, when you shoot ...
When the dawn breaks ...