Текст песни Лариса Мондрус - Синий Лен

There are waves on ppostope,
Whether the field, or mope blue flax.
Like a song, like a flame
Like heaven under the feet of blue flax.

Pacific shopohom ppiboya
I obpuchil thee and me blue flax.
Again I sepdtse pastpevozhil
Ha your eyes like blue flax.

He's a magician, blue flax,
NAMA again dapit tales he
And in reality all of the Mir filled us
It can pposto joking with us blue flax.

Gopit like flame blue flax,
And if you're in love with me
Your eyes are shining light dobpym
Excuse navepno in this blue flax.

Like a gentle pukami
Us touches petals of blue flax.
In sepdtse again Catching Fire,
Will the quiet words of blue flax.

Hoch ppoydёt quietly pyadom,
Us Starfall blue linen cover everything,
We pasctanemsya with passvetom
With us will be aware of this blue flax.

And he was a wizard, blue flax,
And if you're in love with me,
Your eyes are shining light dobpym
Excuse navepno in this blue flax.