Текст песни Дядя Го - Гимн грузинских художников

Write a gold pattern
For me and for those who are there,
And then we upёmsya in Motinov,
But we have time to eat a little
And pretty cute face
Shall we kiss until the morning
Velb bird is afraid of nothing
Your song was held on the "cheers"

Forgive me, I'm not the one and not the
In this dance, there is something more
I do not have a true poet
I'm so, as always, warmly
I'll scatter across the sky
I will not let you breathe, no
Where are you - I've never been there
Your blessed fire response