My love is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June My love is like a melody So sweetly played in tune As fair art thou my bonnie lass So deep
My love is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June My love is like a melody That's sweetly played in tune As fair art thou, my Bonnie lass So
O, my love is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June O, my love is like a melody That's sweetly played in tune So fair art thou, my bonnie
My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose (Robert Burns) 0, my luve is like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June. 0, my love is
My love's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; My love is like a melody So sweetly play'd in tune As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
Перевод: МакДермотт, Джон. My Love Is Like A Красный Red Rose.
Перевод: Друг невесты саундтрек. Роберт Бернс - My Love Is Like A Red, Red Rose.
: My love's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; My love is like a melody So sweetly play'd in tune As fair art thou, my bonnie lass
Oh, my love is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June Oh, my love is like a melody That's sweetly played in tune As fair art thou, my bonnie
My love's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; My love is like a melody So sweetly play'd in tune As fair art thou, my bonnie lass
O my love is like a red red rose that's newly sprung in June O my love is like a melody That's sweetly played in tune As fair art thou my bonnie ladd
a toast... Think bigger! And the Oscar goes to... : That's better Don't you see that Bigger is better And better is bigger A little bit is never
my friend Do anything you wanna do Nothing can take the place of you On the wings of love Good love can never die My hope is still alive Oh, I hate this lies Like a
we can win Win a part Think bigger! Become superstars That's better Don't you see that bigger is better And better is bigger A little bit is never enough
mink like I'm polar Bear, yea, let down my hair Get jazzy on a bitch like Fred Astaire Rose gold in her face get her red as glare My Bentley plum, my
Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal And you never had a chance Love it, or leave it, you can't understand A pretty face, but you do so carry
Rosen und du schenkst mir dein Herz dafür ich hab' dich lieb' amore mio all' das sag' ich dann zu dir. Denn heut' schenk' ich dir rote Rosen
