Филипп Киркоров - Пани Яна
текст песни

Not far somewhere, not far somewhere
Somewhere in one flight
Between spring and summer, between spring and summer
The girl Yana lives

I write letters to Yana, I write letters to Yana
Only there is still no answer
Oh dear Mrs.
You are my last dawn

Branches trembled like my soul
This Mrs. Yana is very good
Flowers are torn off in his garden
On my misfortune, on my trouble

I will write to Yana, I will write to Yana
What is one forever one
As if in a novel, we will not deceive you
Only she will dream of me

Not far somewhere, not far somewhere
Where May ends
You write it, you write it
One word - come

Branches trembled like my soul
This Mrs. Yana is very good
Flowers are torn off in his garden
On my misfortune, on my trouble

Branches trembled like my soul
This Mrs. Yana is very good
Flowers are torn off in his garden
On my misfortune, on my trouble

Branches trembled like my soul
This Mrs. Yana is very good
Flowers are torn off in his garden
On my misfortune, on my trouble