Текст песни Spice Boys - Строчки из Белых Роз

I know you do not believe in fairy tales,
I know you do not believe in paint
 And quietly drowning
The fears of your dreams

You muzlo not interested,
I feel the evil of the new songs.
Time passed as the timber of paint -
You put them

Chorus:
 It was only the dawn recalls
 Children's songs, songs of May.
 Remember, when we sang
 The lines of the "White Rose".

We went for a dirty city,
Summer is going to end soon,
Cluley in the fall we Instrument
 And hoary frost ...

 

Years go by, but the song "May"
Again the sound is not extinguished.
Roses and white snow up to his waist,
Yet they live.

 And the songs of the open windows
Again, sound, and we all know,
Who sings them, whose voice it
I heard here and there.

Chorus:
 It was only the dawn recalls
 Children's songs, songs of May.
 Remember, when we sang
 The lines of the "White Rose".

We went for a dirty city,
Summer is going to end soon,
Cluley in the fall we Instrument
 And hoary frost ...