Текст песни Тина Кароль - Я несла свою беду

I bore his misfortune
According to spring on the ice,
Cracked ice - the soul of the insulation,
Stones under the water went ...
And the trouble is heavy though -
But for the sharp edges of the detainees.
But for the sharp edges of the detainees.

And that's the trouble with that day
Looking for a light for me,
Rumors go with her to the rumors.
And I'm not dead,
I knew naked willow,
Yes, even with quail quail.
Yes, even with quail quail.

Who would have said to him,
My lord -
Just given me to spill the beans.
And passion is not himself,
He went after me,
Behind him trouble with rumors linked.
Behind him trouble with rumors linked.

He caught me caught up,
A hug, arms raised,
Beside him in the saddle trouble grins ...
But he could not stay -
There was only one denёk,
And the trouble is forever barred the detainees ...
And the trouble is forever barred the detainees ...
And the trouble is forever barred the detainees ...