No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Donbass Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Donbass Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, Donbass And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. ---------------- Рости-рости барвіночку зеле-зелененький Поклонися молоденька до своеї неньки
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I'm a little lov'a I'm a little ninja What you gonna making I am gonna taking I am on I am off I am on I am off I am an fantastisch Donbass
Rock the microphone Rock the microphone Rock the microphone Rock the microphone Rock the microphone ---- ---- ----- ----- ---- Rock the microphone Rock the microphone Rock the microphone Rock the microphone
Диби-диби-диби-ди Вийшла баба по гриби Адже по опеньки Гуляти раненько ------------------------ Ой куди-ж-ви голуб'ята Тай полетите ----------------------------
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Donbass Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Donbass Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, Donbass And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
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Рости-рости барвіночку зеле-зелененький Поклонися молоденька до своеї неньки
Рости-рости барвіночку зеле-зелененький Поклонися молоденька до своеї неньки