Текст песни Песни под гитару - Я встретил розу, она цвела...

I met her a rose blossomed
Beautiful rose she was
Disrupt this rose I was ready
But was afraid her thorns

One morning I was leaving
Beautiful rose I whispered
I'm going to a distant edge
On this rose is my goodbye

After 2 years, I came to the garden
Beautiful roses I have not found
Thwarted that ruined rose color
Prickly thorns on it is no longer

About Rose Rose I'm guilty
Well why rose you I tore
Why afraid of thorns thy
Now you rose in the hands of others

Now the guys will give you advice
Pluck a rose for his age
Peel off the rose color Appreciate When these roses 17 years