Ярко алая нить скрепляет два сердца

Ярко алая нить скрепляет два сердца, он далеко, но письма помогают греться
От теплых слов, взаимность у друг друга, у нее текут ручьи, у него буран и вьюга
Со всех сторон на него поток советов жестких, бабы не умеют ждать, завязывай, пока не поздно
Она уже нашла другого, а тебя дурачит, деньги в этой жизни большего, чем твои чувства значат
Он упорно оттолкал от себя дурные мысли, все же думая об этом, сердце начинало киснуть
Что если не ждет совсем, просто жалостью балует, у нее весна давно, а у меня бураны дуют
Мужская сущность, не положено страдать душевно, временами мысли кружат голову, порою гневно
Но вновь письмо, пропитано ее парфюмом, читает, держит в горле ком, сидит угрюмый

Любовь стирает рамки, сквозь километры, наступит тот момент
Когда моя рука коснется глаз твоих, укрыв от ветра, я обниму тебя и это на века
Любовь стирает рамки, сквозь километры, наступит тот момент
Когда моя рука коснется глаз твоих, укрыв от ветра, я обниму тебя и это на века

Ее подруги одиночки, но лезут советом, зря тратишь время, оно уйдет незаметно
Вокруг парней, да с деньгами, положение краше, а вдруг вернется не таким, каким был раньше
Сидит в церкви, за здравие молчит учтиво, перед глазами он стоит, такой как был, красивый
Она дождется и молча стерпит расстояние, любовь, тоска и радость, ежедневная компания
Проходит время и ожидания оправдались, только увидела в окне его, заулыбались
Не помнит, как бежала вниз по лестнице, летела, впрочем, изумрудом слеза сковала голубые очи
Для прочих свидетелей далеких строчек, в такую чистую любовь верится не очень
Он прикоснулся губами, в руке ее рука, ты дождалась меня и это на века

Любовь стирает рамки, сквозь километры, наступит тот момент
Когда моя рука коснется глаз твоих, укрыв от ветра, я обниму тебя и это на века
Любовь стирает рамки, сквозь километры, наступит тот момент
Когда моя рука коснется глаз твоих, укрыв от ветра, я обниму тебя и это на века

Результаты (английский) 1:

Bright scarlet thread binds two hearts, he is far away, but the letters help you bask
on warm words, reciprocity at each other, her flowing creeks, a snowstorm and Blizzard
from all sides for a stream of tips hard, Women can't wait, butt out until it's too late
It has already found another fool you, and money in this life more than your feelings mean
He stubbornly ottolkal my bad thoughts, still thinking about it, the heart began to turn sour if not waiting
exactly, just a pity the spoils, it spring a long time ago, and I have storms blow
Male essence, not supposed to suffer emotionally, sometimes thoughts circling his head, at times angrily
But once again the letter is full of her perfume, reads, keeps the throat lump, sits the sullen

Love erases the frame, through kilometers of the
come When my hand touches your eyes, hiding from the wind, I obnimu you and this for ages
Love erases the frame, through kilometers of the
come When my hand touches your eyes, hiding from the wind, I obnimu you

this for ages and her friend loners, but climb by the Council, spend time in vain, it will leave behind
Around guys, Yes with the money situation better, and suddenly comes back is not the same as it was before
sits in the Church, for the health of silent politely, before the eyes worth it, such as it was, a beautiful
She will wait and silently endure the distance, love, longing and joy, daily company
passes the time and expectations, just saw it in the window, not help smiling
did not remember was running down the stairs, fly, However, the Emerald tear frozen blue eyes
For other witnesses of distant lines in such pure love to believe not very
He touched her lips, her hand in his hand, you waited for this for ages and I

Love erases the frame through miles, the
comes When my hand touches your eyes, hiding from the wind, I obnimu you and this for ages
Love erases the frame, through kilometers of the
come When my hand touches your eye, hiding from the wind, I got this on obnimu century

Результаты (английский) 3:

Bright tops thread holds two cardiac arrest, he was far away, but letters to help Tibetans
from warm words, reciprocity from each other, the v-grooves are leaking, the Buran and two sisters
with all the parties to it flow boards hard,Baba does not know how to wait, carried out by, until it is too late
she has already found another, and thy abstract impressionism, money in this life more than your sense of meaning
he stubbornly оттолкал from a wrong thought, all the while thinking about this,The heart of the embarking киснуть
that if you do not enjoy it, simply be treated like that misbehaves, it spring long ago, and I have it has no sig--what's the essence of the blowing
Male, not started to suffer mentally, and at times thought fastest head, sometimes angrily
But again letter, imbued its market, reads, keeps the sore throat k, seated a cubist lord Love erases the framework, through the kilometers, whichever comes the moment
when my hand touches thy | leave ctdyouth a shout from the wind,I last login date and this is the first century
Love erases the framework, through the kilometers, whichever comes the moment
when my hand touches thy | leave ctdyouth a shout from the wind, i last login date and this is the first century lord her friend single mothers, but are hell-bent by the Council,They can't bear you wasted your time, it will be quietly
around guys, yes with money, the situation getting cuter, and suddenly returns to is not so, how was previously
is sitting in the church, salud is silent politeness, before the eyes it is, such as it was, a beautiful
It miracle and silently fury is poured out like the distance, love, sick and joy, daily company
passes time and expectations have been realized, only saw it in the window, a little melted
does not remember, as fled down the stairs, denim,However, be hampered by blue tear thy
For other witnesses distant lines, in such a clean love I knew not very
he touched kiss, her hand in his hand, you bury me, and this is the first century lord Love erases framework,Through the kilometers, whichever comes the moment
when my hand touches thy | leave ctdyouth a shout from the wind, i am last login date and this is the first century
Love erases the framework, through the kilometers, whichever comes the moment
when my hand touches thy| Leave ctdyouth a shout from the wind, i last login date and this is the first century