try chaka chaga try it with me i need to again it seems to me that krugova, we are mormons i'm not lostin latin, i'm wrong. you look great, beautiful eyes in the ceiling, a beautiful bow of candy is just there inside, if the feelings are dressed for victory , look. her eyes are fire, and her heart is granite, she does not know. what she does, and i'm going crazy, i miss her. not a word about love, read between the lines, love has already been put on stream, like the hell of a rule. i just follow her behind her behind her a beautiful bow of candy is just there inside, if feelings are dressed in strength, we flew, she doesn’t eat on the white light on soars. look, look. angel she is an angel, she is an angel and don't believe the words. where is she, i won't give her an angel and what 's with the music, and you think about my life. no, you don't want to understand me. well, why are you so explain to us not to cope. she is stronger than us stomping fate razluchnitsa. for me, you are not jealous. i will still come back to you. that's just before i sing the best song. you smack you only you