OH, THE VIRBURNUM BLOSSOMS
OH, THE VIRBURNUM BLOSSOMS
Слова М. Исаковского
музыка И. Дунaeвского
Oh, the viburnum blossoms
In a field by a stream.
I’m in love with a young guy
But not loved by him.
I am full of sadness
And it is because of
I can’t open my heart
Can’t find a few words
I can’t open my heart
Can’t find a few words
He lives and doesn’t know
One important thing
That some pretty maiden
Thinks about him.
The viburnum looses
The flowers, it’s blue, oh
But love of this maiden
Can not stop, it’s true
But love of this maiden
Can not stop, it’s true
Little by little
My love will grow high
It’s so hard to hide it
But I have to hide.
I walk and walk around,
I have no will to say, oh
Look at me, good-dear,
And please, guess yourself
Look at me, good-dear,
And please, guess yourself
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Слова М. Исаковского
музыка И. Дунaeвского
Oh, the viburnum blossoms
In a field by a stream.
I’m in love with a young guy
But not loved by him.
I am full of sadness
And it is because of
I can’t open my heart
Can’t find a few words
I can’t open my heart
Can’t find a few words
He lives and doesn’t know
One important thing
That some pretty maiden
Thinks about him.
The viburnum looses
The flowers, it’s blue, oh
But love of this maiden
Can not stop, it’s true
But love of this maiden
Can not stop, it’s true
Little by little
My love will grow high
It’s so hard to hide it
But I have to hide.
I walk and walk around,
I have no will to say, oh
Look at me, good-dear,
And please, guess yourself
Look at me, good-dear,
And please, guess yourself
http://vkontakte.ru/note90468585_11515126