Текст песни otzakataprod - я рад за тебя

I'm happy for you find yourself among the palette
my verses that I write pouring liters
in his throat warming cold blood
vryatli you tell me Che is for love
I love you, you know that's for sure
when you kiss you fly away into the sky
Your hair gentle brush of lips
Yau killed my pulse and I was also a corpse
backyard romance wipe Shorts
Sitting on a bench in the summer aerial obort
I have not touched and still ok
I love you so much and took to the sand and palm trees