🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Мой рай | Moj Raj (My Paradise) - Maksim / Максим

 Maxim - Мой 
 
 Наверное,  мой рай -
 Искать  отражение
 В предметах черного 
 И слышать  голосе май.
 
  это мой рай
  лучах оконного света
 Так близко кажется 
  глаза цвета рай.
 
 кордебалет (Chorus)
 {И хорошо, что он не знает про такую как 
 И что в мечтах  ванильные снежинки - зима,
 А под шагами босоногими  и лед.
 Он больше никогда из мыслей  не уйдет.
 
  мне не стыдно закричать
 О том,  это любовь.
  слова на 3 минуты так прожгли мою кровь.
 Я продолжаю  себе, что все хорошо,
 Но  он мне нужен,
 Нужен еще.*}
 
 Наверное,  мой рай -
 Бродить, срывая 
 Так их, спасая  ветра,
 И врать,  дарят цветы
 
 Конечно,  б не ты,
 Я не  б рассветы
 Твоей холодной 
  которой делят мосты.
 
 {кордебалет} [x2]
 
 Нужен еще.
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 Moj raj
 
  eto moj raj
 Iskat' jego 
  predmetah chiornogo cveta
 I  v golose maj
 
 Naverno eto moj 
 V luchah okonnogo 
 Tak blizko kazhetsia 
 Kogda  cveta raj
 
 {I khorosho chto on ne znajet pro  kak ja
 I chto v mechtah  vanil'nyje snezhinki zima
 I pod  bosonogimi snezhinki i liod
 On bol'she nikogda iz myslej moih ne 
 I mne ne stydno zakrichat' o tom chto  liubov'
  slova na tri minuty tak zazhgli moju krov'
 Ja  povtoriat' sebe chto vsio khorosho
 No ponimaju on  nuzhen nuzhen jeshio}
 
  eto moj raj
 Brodit'  bukety
 Tak  spasaja ot vetra
 I  chto dariat cvety
 
  jesli b ne ty
  ne vstrechala b rassvety
  kholodnoj planety
  kotoroj deliat mosty
 
 {I khorosho  on ne znajet pro takuju kak ja
 I  v mechtah moih vanil'nyje snezhinki zima
 I  shagami bosonogimi snezhinki i liod
  bol'she nikogda iz myslej moih ne ujdiot
 I mne ne stydno  o tom chto eto liubov'
 Jego slova na tri minuty tak zazhgli moju 
 Ja prodolzhaju  sebe chto vsio khorosho
 No  on mne nuzhen}
 
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 English Translation:
 (by Ingen  Allthelyric.com)
 
 I guess it's my paradise [probably it's  paradise]
  search for his reflection
 Among the  things
 And to hear may in his voice  - like a month)
 
 I  it's my paradise
 In the  of light from the window
 The sky seems  close
 When the eyes have the colour of 
 
 And it's good  doesn't know about person like me
 And that in my dreams  are vanilla snowflakes, winter
 And under  barefoot steps there are snowflakes and ice
 He will never leave  thoughts again
 And im not ashamed to scream that this is 
 His words have inflamed my blood  three minutes
  keep repeating to myself that everything is alright
 But  understand that i still need him
 
 I  it's my paradise
 To wander around, picking  bunches [of flowers]
 So that i save them  the wind
 And to  that they present flowers
 
  course if it was not for you
 I wouldn't  meeting the dawns
 Of your  planet
 On which bridges are separating  bridges are separated]
 
  it's good he doesn't know about person like me
 And that in my dreams there are vanilla  winter
 And under the barefoot steps there are  and ice
  will never leave my thoughts again
 And im not ashamed to  that this is love
 His words have inflamed my blood  three minutes
 I keep repeating to myself that everything  alright
 But i  that i need him