Текст песни Киркоров Филипп - Пани Яна

Near somewhere near somewhere
Somewhere in one flight
Between the spring and summer, between spring and summer
The girl Yana lives

Letter writing Yana, Yana letter writing
Only still no response
Ah, my dear Mrs, ah, dear Mrs.
You are my last dawn

Branches trembled as my soul
This Mrs. Jana is very good
Tsvetik tears in his garden
To my misfortune, my trouble

I will write to Jan, I'll write Yana
What can we ever alone
Like the novel, you will not deceive
Only she will dream

Near somewhere near somewhere
Where ends May
You write it, you write it
One word - come

Branches trembled as my soul
This Mrs. Jana is very good
Tsvetik tears in his garden
To my misfortune, my trouble

Branches trembled as my soul
This Mrs. Jana is very good
Tsvetik tears in his garden
To my misfortune, my trouble

Branches trembled as my soul
This Mrs. Jana is very good
Tsvetik tears in his garden
To my misfortune, my trouble