Текст песни Бондарчук - Нежная

You dream so smoothly breathe
I touch and you will not hear
I care as many times without returning
I will write on his hand glasses
You know me as a sub window
His answer in my eyes trying to find

Gentle, gentle, tears zataya
Previously, the former still my
Gentle, gentle, touch hand
The old, old with me forever

City slap in the face foliage
I close my eyes in response
Endlessly flowing moments without you
Simplicity in the wind South
Woken by the calls are not necessary
And forget all your routes

Gentle, gentle, tears zataya
Previously, the former still my
Gentle, gentle, touch hand
The old, old with me forever

Gentle, gentle, tears zataya
Previously, the former still my
Gentle, gentle, touch hand
The old, old with me forever

Forever with me ...