Текст песни Артем Михайлович - Тройка

I'm in the wagon three white horses'll harness,
And slowly trotted call me faith.
And his way of course, I find,
The one that I designed in my life, I guess.
A spring field of dress up along the way,
Wakes forest, just hiding behind the leaves,
And it pushes farther native land.
One to me is not easy, but faith with me.
Chorus:
Drive, drive! Come on, come on!
Fly, fly! Do not be upset!
Drive, drive! Forces do not regret!
Come on, come on! Yes, hurry!
I peresyadu the three horses, black horses,
And the fate of the intercept hope.
I'll call him dear friends,
We'll go with them for life as before.
Chorus:
Breaking forward, my red horses fly.
Know crazy love is impossible to keep.
God forbid me back empty goal.
After all, without Faith, Love and Hope so difficult.
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