Текст песни Чулпан Ислаева - Василиса

Vasilisa are climbing hair
Not on Tuesdays, on Fridays.
On the days others - as it should be.
And on Fridays - it is not laid.

Tractorist Vasily Vetina.
She swore to God's name
That, they say, on Friday will be married,
Without saying which one.

Vasilisa is waiting and worn
Without Facebook and without sweet.
And, presenting in the sky of Aist,
So suffered with styling,

That left decided to Lesme
To become a beloved Jabot.
And killed Ile hanged
Vasya at least in a dream granted.

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