Текст песни Без Билета - Птицы из африки летят

Your hair bulling in the cradle
Braids spun, at this time the rains were coming
Do not you been in Cuba and Jamaica
She loved the way that fell into the sea gull
Fly like, but the time flew
Somewhere at the bottom of a river raged and the name whispered
You conquer the most courageous
Slim and slender, cheerful beautiful living mannequins

Birds fly from Africa
This is my love shines
Planet waves hands
This is my love us

What do not you write a telegram
I want to know how it home as a mom
It does not matter that I did not know
Such a strange but welcome coming ashore
The wind caresses my wanderings
Hot pieces of ice, cold sun hug me
All that I remember, I remember
A sea-oceans of love, I dream about you

Birds fly from Africa
This is my love shines
Planet waves hands
This is my love us

Rime and black ice in the summer,
When my love is not present
Planet waves hands
This is my love us

Street sings all together
This is my love song