Олег Анофриев - Купи мне шарик - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The old man stands on the pavement balls on the thread sells. And maybe he is a wizard evil.

And they do not feel. They probably in captivity, they hit him on the net. And they need it in the embroidery. And they will still fly away.

Chorus:

Buy me a blue ball, I don't know what. I am the wind of the ball kine so that he took it. There may be his fate there, where there is no me where there is no you, where there is no one.

The old man stands on the pavement, over him all day balls float, and maybe he is not angry at all, and the prisoners are not bad here. Or maybe in blue embroidery they will not be able to live long. Or maybe it is doubly enough when they hold them tightly.

Chorus:

I am the wind of the ball kine so that he took it. Being his fate there, where there is no, no one.