Текст песни Юра Шатунов - От белых роз,сойти сума...

Poster on the wall in the room is empty,
Adult you have a childhood dream.
By heart all the songs you know and sing,
But you may not be together like you do not understand?

From roses to go mad,
So you decided itself.
His blue eyes beauty
Clouded eyes.

From roses to go mad,
So you decided itself.
We can only dream of,
Prior to the concert days count.

Its every song you go to bed,
On the other and think once again.
And there are a lot of girls with him,
All the love can not you understand it.
From roses to go mad,
So you decided itself.
His blue eyes beauty
Clouded eyes.

From roses to go mad,
So you decided itself.
We can only dream of,
Prior to the concert days count.

From roses to go mad,
So you decided itself.
His blue eyes beauty
Clouded eyes.

From roses to go mad,
So you decided itself.
We can only dream of,
Prior to the concert days count.

From roses to go mad,
So you decided itself.