Текст песни Руслан Марк - Снимается фота

The wedding was merry, the evening was coming
And the sad ceremony was waiting for the young
Who invented it, argue and guess,
At midnight, candles are lit, to take off her veil.

The bride is in tears, she leaves forever
Her colorful childhood, the veil is removed.
Saying goodbye to youth, be always happy
Now you are not a bride, the veil is removed -


Together with her today, I want to be sad
A wedding for the bride, no, do not repeat.
So they won't call her anymore
At midnight, candles are lit, to take off her veil.

The wedding was merry, the evening was coming
And the sad ceremony was waiting for the young.
Who invented it, argue and guess,
Candles are lit at midnight, take off her veil.