Буду звонить - Lovestory
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Blue her eyes
His look is Kariy
This is a quiet jazz
And love script
Her lips are cherries
Blood petals Vyuga
He will take her gently
On your own hands

Camera. Bird to the will
Sunny beam will flut out timidly
New picture. And in the frame there are two
Girl in white and guy in jeans

Love story! Love story
There are two of them! There are two of us
And petals - sea
Love story! Love story
There are two of them! There are two of us
And all in one word
Love love

Butterflies are smiles
In a waltz, they will be twisted
Glating of violin
It is alarmed by souls
Her dress is summer
In the hair - buttercup
And the wife of the poet
Only she will be

And in the reflectors by pearls - swans
Flashes that the feathers of a mysterious pack
The appearance of the lady of that
The guy hugs her so gently

Love story! Love story
There are two of them! There are two of us
And petals - sea
Love story! Love story
There are two of them! There are two of us
And all in one word
Love love

Love story! Love story
There are two of them! There are two of us
And petals - sea
Love story! Love story
There are two of them! There are two of us
And all in one word
Love love
Love love