Текст песни М.Шифутинский - 3-е сентебря

everything is not what it is not so,
you are my friend I am your enemy,
 how come all we have with you,
 April and was in love
but alas we klilis
Zsolt flying sheet
 pobulvaram moscow

third sentebrya
Day parting day when burning
 Castro ribin as the fires burn
The promise of a day when I'm all alone
I will move the calendar back and third sentebrya
I pictured your vsglenu and again the third sentebrya
but why, but why will melt even so we had to
 because it was all we seriously
second sentebrya
but why, but why will melt even so we had to
 because it was all we seriously
second sentebrya

Cranes white wedge
your daughter and my son
 all want warmth and affection
we love as a game
 the cold wind
We play with you
but prishol itself

third sentebrya
Day parting day when burning
 Castro ribin as the fires burn
The promise of a day when I'm all alone
I will move the calendar back and third sentebrya
I pictured your vsglenu and again the third sentebrya
but why, but why will melt even so we had to
 because it was all we seriously
second sentebrya
but why, but why will melt even so we had to
 because it was all we seriously
second sentebrya

I will move the calendar back and third sentebrya
I pictured your vsglenu and again the third sentebrya
but why, but why will melt even so we had to
 because it was all we seriously
second sentebrya
but why, but why will melt even so we had to
 because it was all we seriously

second sentebrya