Текст песни Небо Мінуса - Красный Тюльпан

Tender dewing is touched by petals,
Pure red tulip soul,
He quietly will sing the latest notes,
And flourishing on the eve of the care.

Probably do not need to sing the wind,
From a quiet garden to watch clouds.
Probably not, and goodbye, spring.
Eternal joy you were for me,
You were for me.

Roll down the star, somewhere around the horizon,
Holy thunderstorm will remember quietly,
As the sun rays gently poured,
With other colors of the red tulip.

Probably do not need to sing the wind,
From a quiet garden to watch clouds.
Probably not, and goodbye, spring.
Eternal joy you were for me,
You were for me.

Probably do not need to sing the wind,
From a quiet garden to watch clouds.
Probably not, and goodbye, spring.
Eternal joy you were for me,
You were for me.