Текст песни Бамбуковый зонтик - голоса в моей голове

A happy ending love story
It ends right now,
How old filmets fragments fate is in your blood,
My voice is knocking at the heart of each of us.

Voices in my head
do not allow to think about you
And in the night at the river linen
He asks for your hand

As a teenager, remembered and forgotten in old age,
As his rough hands touched her cheek.
And the voice is uneven insisted to her that he loved her,
Men soft sounds are removed along the river.

Voices in my head
do not allow to think about you
And in the night at the river linen
He asks for your hand

Voices in my head
do not allow to think about you
And in the night at the river linen
He asks for your hand

Happy ending one story
Start your way right now,
How old filmets these voices are torn from the inside,
My soul will break the chest and in the heavens will disappear with the eyes.

Voices in my head
do not allow to think about you
And in the night at the river linen
He asks for your hand