Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring . But what a difference in the time of year , spruce green forever. Green - the color of her eyes .
And I smile often from her warm phrases
And I often recall their former , on their background you're special , hear it
Hearing this, but obviously not from me , most likely you track leaked my friends
Friends support in difficult times, will help to get out of the tribes forgetting sadness and separation
And my life was as the stricken plane , climbed up to unlimited heights
As a result , the wings are broken off , the blood spilled , God is not understood, flew down with the hope of not being cursed .
Falling down all osoznovaya , counting seconds deaths eyes closing
Remembering her, forced his eyes open .
Otrostit wings and fly into the sky , looking at it from the top with a long distance to catch her smile , body heat not feeling .
Distance to prigrada us , I will do everything that would go from heaven, and be close to you
My heart is engraved her name , it means that that me you will not be forgotten.
Start on behalf of A, ending at I , we are united as a yin-yang , you do not deny
