Текст песни Бахталэ Рома - мэ тири красавица

You're in the hands of a glass
I'm in the hands of the glass
Full of bottled
the sooner that you did not know
that what you was looking for all my life
It called happiness

Chorus:
About the road far
About sad eyes
From separation from boredom
Stretch out your hands
I beg you not to argue with me
And just to sing doubts
I know you like
 ME Thiry Beauty
oo..la la lei on her second

You're in the hands of a glass
I'm in the hands of the glass
The songs are filled
Tu that before you did not know
Tu you searched for life
Happiness is called

Chorus.
About the road far
About sad eyes
From boredom and separation
Stretch out your hands
I beg you not to argue with me
vsegolish sing and doubts
I know you like
 ME Thiry Beauty
oo.dzha la la la hey just two children
Chorus.
About the road far
About sad eyes
Separated from boredom
Stretch out your hands
I beg you not to argue with me
but only sing with me
I know you like
ME Thiry Beauty
ooo la la ley..tey oshbtish
Romale fun hey shta ..