Текст песни ПЕТЛЮРА - 02 Платье белое

White dress

(author unknown)

Why did you do that -
Put on white dress,
Ring - gentle hand
On head - veil?
And maybe you forgot
How did you say
As often spoke
That I love you".

Singing a black boot
With grass transparent dew,
Our guard is a path,
And everyone - to her post.
And everyone thinks about
What is waiting for houses that they write home:
"Favorite, cute, dear!
I'm waiting for you! I hear you ... "

When, treading shin
With tired shoulders shooting,
About cute remembering
They fall to bed
And they dream of their relatives
Forests, dense fields
And girls who
They were promised to wait.

Singing a black boot
With grass transparent dew,
Our guard is a path,
And everyone - to her post.
And everyone thinks about
What is waiting for houses that they write home:
"Favorite, cute, dear!
I'm waiting for you! I hear you ... "

Now I often dream
How the wedding is having fun -
Familiar to their faces
And "bitter!" They scream ...
You promised to love
But words did not hold
And only wrote:
"You will understand everything, a soldier ..."

Singing a black boot
With grass transparent dew,
Our guard is a path,
And everyone - to her post.
And everyone thinks about
What is waiting for houses that they write home:
"Favorite, cute, dear!
I'm waiting for you! I hear you ... "