Текст песни Просто Фил. - 07. Косицы

On asphalt, washed rains,
Here it is, under the branches have not yet been seized.

My love brave
And shoots fly
On fragrant white-white bread.
She has a pinkish in her hands,
On her cheeks freckles,
And spring goes for her after.

Forgetting urgent works,
Watch the sights of passersby.

It is standing on the intersection,
In the hair sparkle glitter
And Manyat the Siane of Light Birds.
She has a cat in his hands
And in a wedding ribbon Sheochelka,
Do you hear the rust of silk eyelashes?

Look with feline flock roofs,
Like braid in the sun play.

My love brave
And the tits are flying,
Wheel garlands of bird rimmen

She has a cat in his hands
And in a wedding ribbon Sheocha.
Do you hear the rust of silk eyelashes?