жизни надо Мир прекрасен если рядом Ты со мной ты любимый мой Припев: Букет из белых роз Любовь здесь в каждом лепестке Букет из белых роз Такая нежная к тебе Букет
Куча мыслей в голове, и мне тебя жаль, Твои крылья сгорают, себе свободу дай. Я с тобой до конца, чтобы не случилось, знай. Целуй скорей ветер, себе
Куча просто людей, куча просто людей, Город полный идей, город полный идей, Я поверю теперь только одним из тех, Кто листает людей, куча просто людей
A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes Were smoking out along the open road; The night was very dark and thick between them, Each man beneath
Era feliz en su matrimonio Aunque su marido era el mismo demonio Tenia el hombre un poco de mal genio Ella se quejaba de que nunca fue tierno Desde hace
This afternoon my partner said he needa pack the bull Grab my little thumper just in case I had to clap a goon So ask me if im armed yes I keep it in
Death is an angel sent down from above sent for the buds of the flowers we love But every bud and each blossom some day Will bloom as a flower in the
Death is an angel sent down from above sent for the buds and the flowers we love Truly 'tis so for in heaven's own way each soul is a flower in the Master
I was just a very young fellow When I found my pretty flower Growing in a field of love one day When she told me that she love me Then I knew that I
Death is an angel sent down from above Sent for the buds and the flowers we love Truly it is so, for in heaven's own way Each soul is a flower in the
I was just a very young fellow when I found my pretty flower Growing in a field of love one day When she told me that she love me then I knew that I
Give me one dozen roses Put my heart in beside them Send them to the one I love She'll be glad to receive them And I know she'll believe them There's
When it's decoration day up in Heaven There's a bouquet I'm longing to see There's a flower somewhere in this bouquet And means all the world to me Now
Big bunch of junkie lies That's what you told it was televised How can you say that I told you? To obey me, now, that ain't true That's bullshit and
Stay young and at the top of our lungs Our hands are free, our lives have just begun It?s getting dark, we should go back But what?s the use if what
By the margin of the ocean One pleasant evening in the month of june The pleasant singing blackbird His charming notes to tune Then I saw a woman All
We were somethin', you and me Yeah, we had 'em rollin' in the aisles We got it right once, didn't we We had our shot and missed it by a mile Forget the
