[объект медиа] If I make a fresh start, we'll meet again Flowers bloom in the desired earth of the fields We have no parting words If I gently embrace you I'll whisper to you Hey-sha-la-la-la Hey-sha-la-la-la Hey-sha-la-la-la Things like destiny mean nothing I'll whisper to you Until you're blown away by the wind Hey-sha-la-la-la Hey-sha-la-la-la Hey-sha-la-la-la And then on days I think o...