Текст песни Красная бурда - На поляне цветы словно волосы...

In the meadow flowers like hair,
You are their greedy hands do not tear.
On the back of symmetrical stripes -
This is the band's first love.
I go out - and - and in the open field,
Drop - have - have in carrots,
Here it is - a - and what -
First love.

Green eyes and teeth of your gold
From the chest from my tear off,
I tselinke in the fleece is not cold
From your unquenchable love.
Your father - and - and in the stairwell
Beats face - oh - oh my blood,
He knew - and - and about our
First love.

Herbs in a field covered with dew.
More Zaikov I do not call,
You walked rakes and scythes
At my cornflower love.
Head - and - and shakes,
Derg - and -aetsya eyebrow
Here it is - a - and what
First love.