Tsira Gogeshvili - * * * The Guitar Was Singing

Tsira Gogeshvili - * * * The Guitar Was Singing

Then warmed by the spring sun, br My heart was beating quietly... br Surrounded wit loving caresses br The guitar was singing, one's... br br When he how joyfully sang. br The heart was beating, i thought then br The sun would always bring me roses. br And guitar was singing together me.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-08

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