ВИА Волна - 1967
текст песни

Hello
Charming me from the scorching sun
Cold people
From shops
And voiced keys
I have never been
Where you are
Oh where you ...
Flowers and songs of the last guilt

Each
Has the right to his
1967

Listen,
Why do you need these broken glasses
Lonely people?
To lay out
The eternity of children?
In the sixty -seventh year
Where you are
Oh where you are
There was something ... I can't explain

Each
Has the right to his
1967