Загрузка...Once in the street
Familiar wind
Has brought to me
Aroma of hair
Aroma of hair it was yours
Such familiar and diverse
Really somewhere here is
Your dark blue (sad) eyes
I Would regret nothing
If only one time to feel
If only one time (can touch them)
Again and again I go somewhere
Only the familiar wind near with me
Again and again I think of you
And ocean of your hair
