Rose beloved, you my love.
Vladimir Gerun
I will grow up flowers, them then I will break
And, washing favourite, all to you I give,
The bed my bright for you blossoms,
The feeling my roast for you lives.
The bed my bright for you blossoms,
The feeling my roast for you lives.
Rose beloved, you my love,
Name your sweet I repeat again,
Day already comes to an end, evening has come,
These roses red for you sat down.
Day already comes to an end, evening has come,
These roses red for you sat down.
I will grow up flowers, them then I will break
And, washing favourite, all to you I give,
The bed my bright for you blossoms,
The feeling my roast for you lives.
The bed my bright for you blossoms,
The feeling my roast for you lives.