A keresés eredménye

Fate

She's flown to you by all, blue wings dove with her role - but not me
She spoke about happy, and covered skies by wings - but not me
But pity I couldn't venture, to tell you in our future: ' I am yours'
When you became shy guy, she looked through happy smile - but not me
 
I didn't know, I didn't know, what will be happen, it doesn't care us
And I was loving and embroidering by tears and dreamed for fate of this canvas
 
I was looking everywhere, kind people told me there: 'He not yours!'
Right answer I have gotten in song that I forgotten : 'He not yours'
But she will breake her love, she'll ruin you, my lovely - take on board
Your soul will cry in crisis my soul will make forgiveness, oh my Lord !
 
I didn't know, I didn't know, what will be happen, it doesn't care us
And I was loving and embroidering by tears and dreamed for fate of this canvas
I didn't know, I didn't know, what will be happen, it doesn't care us
And I was loving and embroidering by tears and dreamed for fate of this canvas
 

My New Year Cake

There is no more room on the table
New Year can't be celebrated without Olivier salad
And fish salad and a bouquet of mimosas
And much more besides.
 
I'd like to sit at the table with you
But no one visits their friends without gifts
So I'll bake the best cake I can, straight from the heart.
 
A New Year cake made of twelve layers of pastry
Filled with the honey of new sweet days
And non-GMO cream without problems
And jam made of good mood
 
I'll fill it all with good luck and dreams
And the best cognac in the lower layer
I'll cover the top with chocolate days
And sprinkle it with good news sugar
 
I'd like to sit at the table with you
But no one visits their friends without gifts
So I'll bake the best cake I can, straight from the heart.
 
A New Year cake made of twelve layers of pastry
Filled with the honey of new sweet days
And non-GMO cream without problems
And jam made of good mood
 

*Cheremshina

Versions: #2
Again the voice of cuckoo's in the forest,
Build their nest under the roof the swallows.
The shepherd drives the flock along the mountain trail,
Chirped it's song behind the grove the nightingale
 
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The bird-cherry blossom lushly everywhere
The guelder rose is dressed in bridal wear.
For the shepherd all alone,
In the garden's quiet corner,
The maiden wait and wait.
 
Past the poplars she was walking to the garden,
On the mountains she gazed all of a sudden,
From the birches pure dew is falling there,
The guelder rose blossom in her hair.
 
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The sun over horizon sitting down.
The shepherd song from mountain valley sounds:
-I will come to you when work is done
The sheep are watered and safely in the barn.
 
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The evening has come, the flock is home and safe
Drinking *Cheremosh cold water by the wade,
In the garden the shepherd meets tonight
The maiden that loves him more than life.
 

You look into my eyes

Feelings hid the night.
Asking with tears to help the heart, with secret rain.
The doors are open into our home, where love abounds.
The happiness is very familiar with us. My world is full of your love.
You will not understand-every hour without you is the sign of trouble.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 
I know, the time will come. happiness is my stargazer.
Love will lighten up the day and the hurt will run away, follow the parting.
Your glance- whirlpool of love. I'm in the hands of my dream.
If you will call, *twice in the river we can walk in.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 

I'll go to distant mountains

I'll go to distant mountains
To the wide high country valley,
And I'll ask the wind from ravines,
That it wouldn't sleep a day.
 
That it fly without the fear
To the highlands and oak groves
And found where is my dear-
Brown eyes, raven-black brows.
 
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My beloved, my sweetheart,
Bright colour of the light
In my eyes to you I carry
The blue world of the sky.
I 'm carrying love and sadness,
Dream, that's young and true,
And the gardens bloom for me,
As I walk to you.
 
And when the wind from highland meadow
For some reason won't fly,
Anyway, I'll find a maiden-
Raven-black brows, brown eyes.
 
I'll cross fast running rivers,
Mountain ranges and oak groves,
And the roads will show me where
Brown eyes , raven-black brows.
 
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