
ΠΠΈ-2 - Π― Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠΌΡ Π½Π΅ Π²Π΅ΡΡ (Instrumental version)
ΠΡΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»Ρ: ΠΠΈ-2*
ΠΠ°Π½Ρ: Π ΡΡΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΡΠΎΠΊ
Π Π΅ΠΉΡΠΈΠ½Π³: 18+
ΠΠ»ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎΡΡΡ: 06:21
ΠΠΈΡΡΠ΅ΠΉΡ: 320 kbps
ΠΡΠ°Π²ΠΎΠΎΠ±Π»Π°Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»Ρ: ΠΠΠ "Π2"
Π’Π΅ΠΊΡΡ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ½ΠΈ
This autumn sets the leaves on fire, The world is burning down, but I Could never hope for any better Cigarettes and wasted years So many memories and tears I try to never read your letters I've finally accepted I have no one to lean on And any storm is perfect To celebrate my freedom I won the final battle But now my heart is empty This victory I dreamed of Does nothing to fulfill me What's left to say? It's time to go An empty man with a hollow soul I had a gift but now it's broken Your toothbrush still sits next to mine It gathers dust as time goes by This world's too big to be alone in
ΠΡΡΠ³ΠΈΠ΅ ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΈ ΠΈΡΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»Ρ ΠΠΈ-2
15 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΠ²Π ΡΡΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΡΡΠΏ Π½ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠΊΠΎΠ»Π΅Π½ΠΈΡ
10 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΠ²Π’ΠΠ Π·ΠΈΠΌΠ½ΠΈΡ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅Π½
7 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΠ²ΠΠ΅Π½Ρ Β«ΠΠΎΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠΉ ΡΠ²ΠΎΡ Π²ΡΠΎΡΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠ½ΠΊΡΒ»
8 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΠ²Π ΠΏΡΡΡΡ Π³ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΠ° Π·Π²ΡΡΠΈΡ
10 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΠ²ΠΡΠ·ΡΠΊΠ° Π½Π° 8 ΠΌΠ°ΡΡΠ°
14 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΠ²20 Π»Π΅Ρ ZAYCEV.NET. Π§Π°ΡΡΡ 5
21 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΡΠ·ΡΠΊΠ°Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠΉ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ²Π΅Ρ ΠΈΠ· ΠΏΡΠΎΡΠ»ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ
12 ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΠ²ΠΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠ³ΠΎΠ΄Π½Π΅Π΅ ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ°ΠΎΠΊΠ΅








