Текст песни пожарные - 5 алых роз

Five red roses, beautiful roses,
But they brought no Father Christmas
And strange smell of cigarettes
And you're mad at me,
When rescuing from fire
I risked my life.
Cold wind torn from roofs
Do you sleep quietly at home
I'm writing you a letter
The foliage has a branch in a box
I tear it again tomorrow.
And suddenly it last
Again, alarm sirens
Someone flames captured
And you ezzhaj so help me out.
And I realized I was losing someone
Who I am on fire changed
And no love between us.
Candles fire, heat and smoke
The shabby bales we are
Your gentle way before me
That flame destroys ceiling
And see, I could not
As fall razverglas me
I do not have time to talk
As he said, trying to keep,
You hugged her shoulders.
And you, a scarf covering her face,
It looked like your ring
The burnt hand I clutched
And you, a scarf covering her face,
It looked like your ring
The burnt hand I clutched