Текст песни Ігор Бучко - Две рози

Old dreams like old wallpaper
Soda from the soul, and so easily both
At midnight I will leave, go for me to the door,
In the Ghost Garden, two roses yellow ripe.
Chorus-1:
Threw two roses, not to joy, but on flour,
I sowed happiness, but I raked,
I built a castle from love and gentle songs,
Which turned out to be with you Tesne.

Melts candle, tired winter evening,
And quite someone else's, your shoes squeezes,
And in your garden, there are already a blizzard,
Where yesterday, two roses yellow ripened.
Chorus-2:
I clung to my soul like a nasty old woman,
My inconspicuous bitter separation,
Two roses Yellow ripe and opal,
Leaving two yellow sorrow in my heart.
Prohibra.
Repeat 1st coup.
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