Lyrics Сандулесу Л. -Бобул І. - А липи цвітуть
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Я прийду до тебе в садок,
У трави зелені зелені.
Назбираєм з тобою зірок,
Що в небі, що в небі, що в небі.
І падали коси із пліч,
Задумалась ніжність в чеканні.
Поцілунки у зоряну ніч
В коханні, в коханні, в коханні.
Приспів:
А липи цвітуть духмяні-духмяні,
А двоє ідуть купатись в коханні,
А липи цвітуть духмяні-духмяні,
А двоє ідуть щасливі в коханні.
Прокинулись ранки зі сну,
Згорають у щирості очі.
Пригорнися до мене, я жду
Від ночі, від ночі й до ночі.
Купатись з тобою в росі,
Відчути той дотик незнаний.
Тільки губи шепочуть мені -
Коханий, коханий, коханий.
Приспів. (3)
I'll come to you in the garden
The herbs are green greens.
We will collect stars with you
What is in heaven, that is in heaven, that is in heaven.
And the soles fell from the shoulder,
Thought for tenderness in thinking.
Kisses on a starry night
In love, in love, in love.
Chorus:
And the lindens blossom, perfumed, perfumed
And two go swimming in love
And the lindens blossom, perfumed, perfumed
And two are happy in love.
Wakes up from sleep
The eyes are burning in sincerity.
Come to me, I'm waiting
From night, night and night.
Swim with you in dew
Feel the touch is unknown.
Only the lips whisper to me -
Beloved, beloved, beloved.
Chorus. (3)
The herbs are green greens.
We will collect stars with you
What is in heaven, that is in heaven, that is in heaven.
And the soles fell from the shoulder,
Thought for tenderness in thinking.
Kisses on a starry night
In love, in love, in love.
Chorus:
And the lindens blossom, perfumed, perfumed
And two go swimming in love
And the lindens blossom, perfumed, perfumed
And two are happy in love.
Wakes up from sleep
The eyes are burning in sincerity.
Come to me, I'm waiting
From night, night and night.
Swim with you in dew
Feel the touch is unknown.
Only the lips whisper to me -
Beloved, beloved, beloved.
Chorus. (3)