Клен ты мой опавший, клен заледенелый, Что стоишь, нагнувшись под метелью белой. Или что увидел, или что услышал, Словно за деревню погулять ты вышел.
Miss Fudge is only waiting for a man to come her way She has been waiting 80 years for Mr. Maple But he doesn't know that she is waiting too It's nothing
In a quiet country village stood a maple on the hill Where I sat with my Geneva long ago As the stars were shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill
Here upon the quiet country village stood the maple on the hill There I sat with my Jeannie of long ago When the stars were shining brightly we could
Era seduto vicino al fuoco e parlottava con un vecchio amico fuori faceva freddo e a poco a poco veniva giu la neve aveva in mano un pezzo d'acero bianco
Translation: Guess Who. Maple Fudge.
Translation: Locklin, Hank. Maple On The Hill.
Translation: Mr Greengenes. Mr Maple.
Translation: The Stanley Brothers. Maple On The Hill.
It started back and fourth, jokes and smiles, ill keep you guessing for a while, did i just keep it up to long, theyre getting confused while were getting
I think its great that you found god, although from your stories i found it odd. you wernt as chill as i saw you to be, your more like the stories that
Whoa! I'm letting you go tonight. Yeah, your letting me go, tonight. And I know its not right. (Right.) So you tell all your friends and ill tell mine
I had a dream last night where, there were thousands of colors in the sky, and there were floating islands and swimming pools that were up so high.
You were not someone who i thought would make me feel this way, but now im happier every single day. they say that good things come and go, so baby,
летит На руке осталось имя А в душе - опавший клён Припев: Клён, клён, клён Клянусь любить её навечно Клён, клён, клён Любить всегда и бесконечно Клён, клён, клён
(ft. Тати Тао) За окном плакал клен За мечтой лился сон. За окном плакал клен За мечтой лился сон. С битом сердца бьется в унисон С битом сердца в унисон
За окном плакал клён, За мечтой лился сон, За окном плакал клён, за мечтой лился сон С битом сердце бьётся в унисон. За окном плакал клён, За мечтой