Deane Waretini - Я милого узнаю по походке | Текст песни

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• Я милого узнаю по походке

I recognise my darling by his dancing
He wares tight jins like Elvis Presly
His hat he wares like a gangstar
His shoes are always luxuries with shine
Oh, why, oh, why, oh, why, my darling
Oh, why I fell in love with you
Before I never, never knew it
And now I suffer days and nights
You left, you left me, oh, my darling
You driving bloody taxi in Christchurch
To Russia he'll never, never come back
He left his photografs behind