Текст песни Тамара Синявская - Дым

We met with you at night blue,
And he shouted us with a cloud of its apple trees, gentle smoke.
Smoke, everything hides smoke, happiness with young.
The whole soul is full of golden ghostly haze.

Life has passed, and no heat in the soul,
Love szvzv's entangled.
Apple trees cried your light track
From the branches of the slate.
Smoke, all hides smoke, I'm alone in the garden,
Where the wing is gray all shouted around
Sorrowful bitter smoke.

Life has passed, and no heat in the soul,
Love szvzv's entangled.
Apple trees cried your light track
From the branches of the slate.
Smoke, all hides smoke, I'm alone in the garden,
Where the wing is gray all shouted around
Sorrowful bitter smoke.