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Àâòîð:
Âëàäèìèð Ïàí÷îõà.
Ìóç.èñï.
Èëüíóð Ìóõàìåòøèí.
And we already other
Vladimir Panchokha
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WHY LOVE WHEN YOU DON'T LIKE.
WHY LOVE,WHEN I LOVE YOU.
WHEN FRIENDS HATE YOU AGAIN,
FOR PROUD LOOK,AND THE DEVOTION OF THE SOUL.
LET IT BE SAID THAT WE ARE STRANGERS,
I WAS THERE WHERE YOU ARE AND WHERE ARE YOU CLOUD,
YOU AND I HAVE LONG BEEN OTHER,
EACH OTHER LETTERS HELMET FROM AFAR....
CHORUS
MY SOUL FLIES LIKE THE WIND,
SHE CAPTIVATES ME,LIKE A SWEET DREAM.
AND YOU AND I WON'T EVEN,
AS IF WE'D SING IN UNISON.
OH MY GOD,HOW WONDERFUL YOU NOW,
AGAIN WE SAY GENTLE WORDS.
MY WORDS,AND BELIEVE NOT IN VAIN,
BUT YOU WILL LEARN TO LOVE FIRST..
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UNDERSTAND I AM ONLY ONE WHO LOVES HARD,
LET TOMORROW AGAIN WE'LL MEET AGAIN,
US THIS DAY WITH YOU WILL NOT FORGET,
AND SINCE IT CAME FROM THEE TO US OF LOVE.
WHY LOVE WHEN YOU DON'T LIKE.
WHY LOVE,WHEN I LOVE YOU.
WHEN FRIENDS HATE YOU AGAIN,
FOR PROUD LOOK,AND THE DEVOTION OF THE SOUL.
CHORUS
Author:
Vladimir Panchokha.
Nikolai Menyailov.
Muses'.Spanish.
Ilnur Mukhametshin