Текст песни С.Кристовский - Девки

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The day rolled out, hid behind the river
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Dropped darkness in the street alleys
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To the sick land quietly woven the month
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Do not look for me, I'm no longer he.

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And beautiful miracle girls are worn
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How the moon rose to the people
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We would hurry up to handle
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Do not look for me, I'm not the same.

Tightened the sky with shaggy
The smell of wormwood breathes the chest
Good that now not married me
Do not look for me, forget about everything.

And beautiful miracle girls are worn
How the moon rose to the people
We would hurry up to handle
Do not look for me, I'm not the same.