Текст песни Евгений Харитонов - Пелена

Saint-Fog Pelon
The shores from me are not tatt.
I swim in the midst of the ocean,
In the middle of the eyes of fun.

The wind is quiet to me Treplet Makushka,
He does not poke, does not get tired.
And how years considers cuckoo,
I repeat your name.

In the fall, the celestial bird took off,
After stopping me to indicate the way.
For some reason she wanted
So that I shut somewhere!

And in the eyes, I wondered,
Do not think that this is a hoax!
I fell in love with you hopelessly,
Acceleration, if you can, fog.

Saint-Fog Pelon
The shores from me are not tatt.
I swim in the midst of the ocean,
In the middle of your loved ones.