Текст песни О.Пономарьов - Кохана

Beloved:

Beloved, I'm just a boy
From the gray city on the river
I was not filmed in the tape
And in Daddy's little hut

I do not know at all
The needs were small
But for your sake, for you
But for your sake, for you

I will fly down to the sky where the stars are
Such as you love the bright
I carry them in your palms
And suddenly you will say it

You are the best you can be at me
Happy with you right away
Millions of holiday shots
Salutes hit guns

Without you, this world of trouble and fatigue
There is nowhere to sit or fall
It's not cozy at home without you
The raids were ambushed

I was looking for you everywhere
Where not everything was with you
God forbid us to grieve
For happiness is by hand with sorrow

I will fly down to the sky where the stars are
Such as you love the bright
I carry them in your palms
And suddenly you will say it

You are the best you can be at me
Happy with you right away
Millions of holiday shots
Salutes hit guns.