Перевод песни Sam Cooke – Smoke Rings
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Where do they go Those smoke rings I blow each night? Oh, what do they do Those circles of blue and white? Why do they seem to picture a dream of love And why do they fade, that phantom parade of love? Puff, puff, puff, puff your cares away Puff, puff, puff, night and day Blow, blow them in the air Silky little rings Blow, blow them everywhere Give your troubles wings! Oh little smoke rings I love Please take me above Take me with you!