Otsvisteli bullets this hot summer
Do not hurt the heart , none of them
I do not believe , my friends , no signs of
Seen these bullets were fools - for other
I do not believe , my friends , no signs of
Seen these bullets were fools - for other
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Otrydali maples yellow tears
Autumn at the funeral crying more than once
We went to death with his bare hands
Only faith yes luck rescued us
We went to death with his bare hands
Only faith yes luck rescued us
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
All winter covered with white bandages
Otpevali blizzard relatives and friends
Death often went around the world for us
A soul like so cheerful songs
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Why spring beat the ten bullets ?
But rosemary blossoms smetri all evil
Heart on plowing and soul on the loose
Know the spring so easily die with love
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Oh, do not mind the sin still live
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
Fly, to grieve , but the bitter drink
