Текст песни Марія Бурмака - Їй холодно

Won weeping quietly, Hoch slozi legkі,
 Techut on її schokah.
 Won weeping quietly, not Won s quiet,
 Hto weeping at vsіh on sight,
 Won nepomіtno torkaє shoulder
 Yak sertse Tobi bolit.
 And last trump kolis i bake soul -
 Not Won zmozhe not come ...

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 Їy cold odnіy,
 Іnієm s-pid vіy wonder Won,
 Tee obіgrіy i zrozumіy cold samіy.
 High Navkolo OOO All, її Nadiya - ti ...

 Їy Treba zabut, zabut you
 Іz insertions іde vіyna,
 That bude nesila їy zhiti without
 Lyubovі, Zhittya'm not in my dreams ...
 The I torn pіtmoyu Tsey Promin-string
 Absent Vіdchayu between,
 Zabut navіki so Won Hoca,
 Loves navіki - TER ...

 Prispіv

 Won Vzhe itself chekaє image
 Bo Hoca zabut, Iti
 I in power tvoїh zupiniti hour
 Takoї Tobi not Know
 Takoї yak vіter, Taku, yak Vogon,
 Taku, yak gіrsky Krištáľ
 Taku, scho zahochesh to neї in full,
 Polyubish її sadness ...

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