Текст песни Mr.Kredo - Стая белых лебедей

I'm sorry , but flocks of white swans ,
Aspire to the South , taking with them ...
On the white wings , prophetic love
In what ghostly lights ...

No more remembering the warm summer,
No more remembering a bright light,
My love goodbye to him with happiness this ,
The moment did not return , he gave us no chance ...

  Flocks of white swans fly to the South,
  There my love of all , hid blizzards ,
  I want to go with you, give me your answer,
  Do you have wings - I do not have ...

My Love , oh how can I be?
Hint yet ...
And to make sure that you were ,
To the heart of closer ...

And the flock of white swans , I will return the same ,
But you leave me , I can see ...

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