Текст песни Полина Гагарина - Солнце моё, взгляни на меня

Songs have not written much?
Say, cuckoo, prop!
I live in the city or on the settlements?
The stumbling lie or burning star, a star ...?

My sun, look at me!
My hand turned into a fist.
And if there is powder, let the fire! Like this...

Who will go on the trail of a lonely?
Strong but daring head laid in the field, in the fight ...
Few people remained in blessed memory,
The sober mind but with a firm hand
In order, in the ranks.

My sun, look at me!
My hand turned into a fist.
And if there is powder, let the fire! Like this...

Where are you now, will, freestyle,

With whom did you meet today caressing dawn? Answer!
Okay with you, so bad without you:
Head shoulders so patient
Under the whip under the whip ...

My sun, look at me!
My hand turned into a fist.
And if there is powder, let the fire! Like this...

My sun, look at me!
My hand turned into a fist.
And if there is powder, let the fire! Like this...

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