Warm Rain The night is cutting across my city at length, The squares are resting from the mists, The spring rain I’ve been waiting for has come Having washed the things and the souls. I sense how the spring is moving - In my blood, in the juices of the stems And how quiet above the world The green beams of the light are returning. I’m greeting the spring winds, Which are passing above our earth - New ears will rise high from the ground, Grass will sprout up in the quiet oak woods. Rye will grow high and lush, Cooled down roots will wake up - The rain now is just a warm rain That have lost the memory of its past.
A warm rain, an awaited rain, That splashed instantly and faded away. That is how the world suddenly Became more beautiful and white. A warm rain, an awaited rain, That splashed instantly and faded away. That is how the world suddenly Became more beautiful and white.
The birds will return from the South And over the city early in the morning The bright lyric sound will pass From some, from some piano. The sound will enter into the rooms with us - The washed glass planes will laugh And a new song in the morning hour The skyscrapers will sing.
A warm rain, an awaited rain, That splashed instantly and faded away. That is how the world suddenly Became more beautiful and white. A warm rain, an awaited rain, That splashed instantly and faded away. That is how the world suddenly Became more beautiful and white.
Велика❤❤❤❤
Благодаря как светъ изведнъж стана по красив и бял❤❤❤❤
Невероятната Силвия Кацарова ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Прекрасна песен! Да живее българският народ!
Прекрасна песен обожавам я ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
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много хубава песен ще се абонирам за теб
ЧУДЕСНА ПЕСЕН
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Уникално и красиво
Warm Rain
The night is cutting across my city at length,
The squares are resting from the mists,
The spring rain I’ve been waiting for has come
Having washed the things and the souls.
I sense how the spring is moving -
In my blood, in the juices of the stems
And how quiet above the world
The green beams of the light are returning.
I’m greeting the spring winds,
Which are passing above our earth -
New ears will rise high from the ground,
Grass will sprout up in the quiet oak woods.
Rye will grow high and lush,
Cooled down roots will wake up -
The rain now is just a warm rain
That have lost the memory of its past.
A warm rain, an awaited rain,
That splashed instantly and faded away.
That is how the world suddenly
Became more beautiful and white.
A warm rain, an awaited rain,
That splashed instantly and faded away.
That is how the world suddenly
Became more beautiful and white.
The birds will return from the South
And over the city early in the morning
The bright lyric sound will pass
From some, from some piano.
The sound will enter into the rooms with us -
The washed glass planes will laugh
And a new song in the morning hour
The skyscrapers will sing.
A warm rain, an awaited rain,
That splashed instantly and faded away.
That is how the world suddenly
Became more beautiful and white.
A warm rain, an awaited rain,
That splashed instantly and faded away.
That is how the world suddenly
Became more beautiful and white.
🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
Белослава
Xaresva mi
dobre
1:33-Искам да ме целуваш под дъжда!
На следващия ден(с хрема и 40 градуса температура)
-Кой ме караше да слушам тая кифла?!
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