Текст песни 108 - recollection

As life without spring
Spring without leaves ,
Foliage no thunderstorms,
And without lightning storm ?
As the years are boring
Without the right to love
Fly to the call
Or silent groan yours.
As the years are boring
Without the right to love
Fly to the call
Or silent groan yours.

Alas, not predskazhesh trouble
Call , I 'll take a blow !
Let 's head for it will give itself ,
Guess the price is not for me , my love ...

roads of Love
We are not easy,
But kind to us
White moss and clover .
full of nightingales
Happy melancholy,
And spring there are generous ,
Returning to the north of us.
full of nightingales
Happy melancholy,
And spring there are generous ,
Returning to the north of us.

A land where so many partings
She suddenly we were married .
For what is right
We are birds of spring,
They winter we heard ,
My favorite .

A land where so many partings
She suddenly we were married .
For what is right
We are birds of spring,
They winter we heard ,
My favorite ...