Taty - the boy the gay | Текст песни

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• the boy the gay

You look gently,
You wait for it attention.
Same feelings,
But I do not understand
How many it is possible
To live, loving, furtively.
Very difficult
To hide your habits,
Very difficultly
To hide mine sufferings.
Very much, very much, very much, very much
Indecent desire.

The boy-gay, the boy-gay
With me be more impudent.
With shame isn't more red,
The boy-gay, the.malchik-gay.
Put on friends,
The boy-gay, the boy-gay.
From me,
The boy-gay gay...

Tears smother,
Thoughts prevent to live.
It is difficult to listen.
No, I do not understand.
Yes, I know all your secrets.
How you suffer firm subjects?
Nevertheless I know it it is hopeless,
But I dream, I conceal-conceal-conceal-conceal-conceal-conceal...

The boy-gay, the boy-gay
With me be more impudent.
With shame isn't more red,
The boy-gay, the.malchik-gay.
Put on friends,
The boy-gay, the boy-gay.
From me,
The boy-gay gay...

The boy-gay, the boy-gay
With me be more impudent.
With shame isn't more red,
The boy-gay, the.malchik-gay.
Put on friends,
The boy-gay, the boy-gay.
From me,
The boy-gay gay.

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