Текст песни Инна Наговицына - Возле Дома

Near the house,
Where are all familiar to stupor,
Where the soul warm poplar
I sit down.

I'm not here for so many years was a row!
I floundered land.
Sun below.
The neighbor's dog licks my hands.
Look, affectionate, learned!
As a daughter,
Turn white curtains in the windows,
And behind buzzing Station.

Chorus:
A dove soared to the clouds
And do not bring him back home.
And not have email yet
He will not come back.
I shouted to him: & quot; Bye!

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We will meet with you! & Quot;
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And a glass of cognac
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Today, I will not hurt!

As toys,
Old ladies sitting on a bench.
Kids chasing a ball.
I drink with my brother,
We both went under the gun
In the forest of the prison yard.

Chorus.

Near the house,
Where are all familiar to stupor,
Where the soul warm poplar
I sit down.
I'm not here for so many years was a row!
I floundered Plot: