Текст песни Лариса Черникова - А я сорву цветок

I'm tired born to fly
I'm tired to play with fire
What do I still want to
After all, if you so with me.

Shining eyes, hands plexus
And a drop of rain sleepy
How to protect yourself from the separations
After zabyvyut dislikes.

Take a walk through the meadow barefoot
Away from the hustle, bustle
where haunting red horse
Where dreams come true.

Chorus:
I pluck a flower
Discreet, field
I gossip wreath
In the joy of love.

How long I've been waiting for
Our son is growing with you
And our little world, I took care of
In the circle - a circle for a year - a year.

Take a walk through the meadow barefoot
Away from the hustle, bustle
where haunting red horse
Where dreams come true.

Chorus.