Алексей Маклаков - Тополя
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All that was not so long ago
As if washed away a giant wave
And now about another movie
Everything is new, I'm going home.
Which is krugy -
Not to say not to describe.
Open, pour and wave:
For her brother, goal mother

And along the road of Poplar fucked about their own
Behind them rivers and fields and somewhere there is a birthday
And in the house a yellow window, and in it familiar silhouette
She is waiting for me for a long time oh God how many years old

How many different brother behind the back:
Nervotroshpokok, PE, fad.
Now we are with you on the second
For friends, without which there is no way.
Let now be far from them
Oh and time, just atas.
And to whom, brother, today is easy ...
Well, on the third something, for us.

And along the road of Poplar fucked about their own
Behind them rivers and fields and somewhere there is a birthday
And in the house a yellow window, and in it familiar silhouette
She is waiting for me for a long time oh God how old

Looks like in the sky such blue
Not a single cloud
Sorry, I wanted about a friend
Just his eyes remembered her color.
According to the last, which is already here,
Lei on full, let's not a busty,
For loveders who are waiting
And for the fact that they wait

And along the road of Poplar fucked about their own
Behind them rivers and fields and somewhere there is a birthday
And in the house a yellow window, and in it familiar silhouette
She is waiting for me for a long time oh God how old