Текст песни ИЛ - Тот самый праздник

Back away from the cares takes us
And calls, and calls for a
What brings people joy,
What we call the spring.
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Well, it's time that many are familiar
As a continuous stream of love,
And the desire to soar above the house,
And then ... invited to the rink
Tu girl whose window opposite
Like a chain shackled your opinion ...
And you look back, everything thrown ...
I wanted to tell you that I'm happy,

After all, only in the spring of this holiday is,
Yes, the eighth number in March. Here,
According to those values, he praises,
Who goes by beautiful life.
Granddaughter, girls, grandma, mom!
Our tenderness, and strength, and honor,
Our happiness! To say you can chat!
Thank you! For what you are !!!

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