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«Неизвестный Гений»
Maestro - As always
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 10 июня ’2012
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перевод - Наталия Соллогуб 
слова и музыка - Maestro
вариант на русском
As always
Вrighter a sunny day,
sharper sorrow, pain.
The joy is going away.
It comes the wind and rain.
Always coffee, a pie,
sandwich, juice - a lot .
All this usual kind,
as you all do not.
Refrain1
And summer, like summer
the sky is clear blue.
But it is a bummer ,
when there is no you.
Refrain2.
Why are oxygen and air,
without you, and suffer?
We can never be pair...
Such a pain may stuffer.
The warmth is in the house
and the roof from the snow and eyes
But I always rouse
Why, why our love dies?
Songs, also serials
by satellite again…
But such materials
are absolutely vain.
And friends are calling me
Saying:Try to have a rest,
I love you Im not free.
You are, my love, the best.
And fall, like autumn,
winter ahead
I touch the hells bottom
I m almost dead.
Refrain2.
Why are oxygen and air,
without you and suffer?
We can never be pair...
Such a pain may stuffer.
The warmth is in the house
and the roof from the snow and eyes
But I always rouse
Why, why our love dies?
слова и музыка - Maestro
вариант на русском
As always
Вrighter a sunny day,
sharper sorrow, pain.
The joy is going away.
It comes the wind and rain.
Always coffee, a pie,
sandwich, juice - a lot .
All this usual kind,
as you all do not.
Refrain1
And summer, like summer
the sky is clear blue.
But it is a bummer ,
when there is no you.
Refrain2.
Why are oxygen and air,
without you, and suffer?
We can never be pair...
Such a pain may stuffer.
The warmth is in the house
and the roof from the snow and eyes
But I always rouse
Why, why our love dies?
Songs, also serials
by satellite again…
But such materials
are absolutely vain.
And friends are calling me
Saying:Try to have a rest,
I love you Im not free.
You are, my love, the best.
And fall, like autumn,
winter ahead
I touch the hells bottom
I m almost dead.
Refrain2.
Why are oxygen and air,
without you and suffer?
We can never be pair...
Such a pain may stuffer.
The warmth is in the house
and the roof from the snow and eyes
But I always rouse
Why, why our love dies?
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