Zlata Ognevich - Troyanda-Ruja (Rose Ruzha) Live

Already geese flew gene for Nebokray, In the midst, blue and white, you are waiting for them. Wait through the autumn haze, through the night-fog. Wait and the sun will shine again to us. At the time of farewell, my beloved, Take the rose-ruzhu. Star in the sky ablaze early, Fire-fire last. Crystal burn through the darkness of the night, as the sun Rozmai. But the heart does not want to believe in yours, “Goodbye.“ Take Troas-ruzhu and visit our garden. Before yo