song Vyacheslav Malezhik… (Vyacheslav Malezhik )

song Vyacheslav Malezhik. If I can hang on to stenolobum a small world, especially in April,When our city is like a big station.Madam, and You haven’t aged a day,Only a little sad eyes.My angel, I will remember the years(Favorite remember, though, and betray).I will confess to You, I’m tired of freedom,And the weak prisoner and witches do not take the Blame, Madam, are to blame,Not I saved You in a whirlwind years.I have my eyes on the sunset,And You will resultoriented night in my will Podlaczenia in Your day.Later to build a house for two,something scary, something lazy. Risky, but still modestly You, and it la politesse.Madam, I’m so terribly old-fashioned,As dress coat Catherine rakes. My fault, Madam, blame Not saved I You in a whirlwind years.I have my eyes on the sunset,And You will resultoriented night in my will Podlaczenia in Your day.Later to build a house for two,something scary, something lazy. Again leave sutula shoulders.The soul is not the abyss, time is not a balm.Am heart flour provided,and For that I am grateful to You, Madam