Текст песни Гудкова Елена - Банька

Everything wanted to write life,
Only all things - it's do not start,
Like, I have time to do it - I ...
In the meantime, the years have been hut.

A black bath in the village was treated,
In a log cabin, I washed as a child,
Involuntarily soot methyl body -
The bathhouse was not rushed.
The bathhouse did not get on white ...

Alarms and joy -
This is not a road, but a little.
And beloved, cute, narrowed,
There will be a good future to me.

Everything was waiting, waiting for his happiness,
Beyond winter, winter, do not see it ...
Non-year - not to turn them,
That my fault is that bought to live ...