Текст песни Дмитрий Кравченко - Твои локоны черны, как смоль...

Your tresses black as pitch,
A voice like a thin thread.
To you I have for many years sought password
And it is - not the last attempt ...

Bouquets of roses .. Though the snow with high mountains!
For your sake I am ready for any ...
My words - not just foolish nonsense!
I do, however, promise to be with you!

Ready to look like on fire,
I'm forever on a beautiful smile;
Hold your hand in hand;
Love you so tenderly, so passionately;

Ready to wear on your hands you I!
Want us to the stars got!
I sing again in his poems
Those feelings that fire burning.

I do not know, I do not love,
Hitherto I lived in this world ..
I want to with you
Were our children are like ..