Текст песни Оксана Петрусенко - Ой не світи, місяченьку

OUCH not the world, MISYACHENKU

Oh no worlds misyachenku,
Not anyone worlds,
Just a nice little worlds,
How to go home!

Worlds ranesenko him,
And scatter the clouds
And he already has another,
Then head for the clouds!

Moon, shined bright,
And went behind a cloud,
And I, poor, weeping bitterly -
Betrayed me cute.
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 Not Sveti ft, yasnыy month,
 No One Needs second,
 And Sveti lysh expensive
 By Way home.

 Will be in tuchy If nebe -
 Sveta do not regret emu,
 If Together with each other,
 Pryachsya poskorey t darkness.

 Posvetyl chutochek Blue
 Yes Where some Dells,
 Lyutsya slёzы much-much
 In ranenoe heart.