Текст песни Это тебе - Ольга Маковецкая - А он любил ее такой, какая есть...

And he loved her such
Which have,
And did not try to change,
Considered it for honor.
And for nothing, but just
And contrary to
Sky has scored, in the stars
Yes, river.
For every moment, for every day,
What was near
He blessed heaven,
Thanked ...
Cherished, Non-residential, Palked,
From tears Berg ...
And without it, not just live,
I could not breathe!