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@elvejaeger5861 7 күн бұрын

Tere tulemast kallid sõbrad suured tänud kõigile kes on mind alati toetanud Eesti südamest ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

@elvejaeger5861 7 күн бұрын

Tere tulemast kallid sõbrad suured tänud kõigile kes on mind alati toetanud Eesti südamest ❤❤❤❤❤❤

@doom363 12 күн бұрын

see on lugu mille järgi olengi elanud.aga kütus on otsakorral

@SaltyCaramel-y9o 17 күн бұрын

Aaa, seesamune, et kas kellelgi on tõlget laulule eelnevast jutujorust? No 90% aru ei saa :D

@Vessanpönttöpää 27 күн бұрын

So interesting music that i have to buy some day . =)

@Vessanpönttöpää 27 күн бұрын

talented band who is going own musical going&way, so my hat goes off when they makes a music thats interesting and has own style. Thanks!

@legioonalainen 2 ай бұрын

отличное прикрытие

@Elio_Kyfe 5 ай бұрын

What does "maapunk" mean?

@teadjaable 5 ай бұрын

Tore laul, isegi vanainimesel võtab jala tatsuma :D

@kert2562 7 ай бұрын

Suvi võiks juba kiiremini tulla

@andrusmets6284 7 ай бұрын

Vastikusskisofreenide ootamine.

@mustuke 8 ай бұрын

Kuidas teha kindlaks ,kas on ikka hea laul? Eelmine kommentaar on 3 aastat vana, siiani võimas kuulamine! Aitäh Allan, Mait jt bändikaaslased!

@rauljaanson2423 11 ай бұрын

Üks parimaid Vennaskonna laule. Kahjuks üks vähim tuntuid.

@viivejurgenson1581 Жыл бұрын

Aitäh, hea lugu.

@zkrokodil65 Жыл бұрын

Виолончель отлично сочетается с панк-роком

@joelvedru3094 Жыл бұрын

Lugu üksindusest

@joelvedru3094 Жыл бұрын

Kihvt lugu!

@vitalirudak3334 Жыл бұрын

Tänud

@gecicihesap901 2 жыл бұрын

dark night

@villuviirsalu7823 2 жыл бұрын

Siin on kaks lugu segamini aetud! Tegelikult on selle loo muusika autor Allan Vainola, sõnade autor Mait Vaik. Mina tegin ka samadele sõnadele, aga teistsuguse loo, mis on plaadil "Oota mind ära".

@cintulator1129 2 жыл бұрын

Villu Tamme oli valitettavasti profeetta. Nyt Krimin tataareja ollaan viemästä Krimiltä pois. Onneksi se silta meni rikki!

@PaulPalal 2 жыл бұрын

Sorus

@jaankrimm1027 2 жыл бұрын

Late lugu

@mcplatu 2 жыл бұрын

Head jaani😄

@reinisruus86 2 жыл бұрын

Kõlab nagu jõulud 🙃

@vellopeterson140 2 жыл бұрын

Vaat need on tõelised muusikud.

@martein7490 2 жыл бұрын

Ilus ja hull lugu. Lollidel ei tohi suurt raha olla. Aga vahet pole, ilma jäävad nad sellest nagunii, ja kiiresti. Seega pohl.

@KristelMaegedi 3 жыл бұрын

*Sõnad: Mait Vaik!!!

@Erik-ib9hy 3 жыл бұрын

See on hea laul. Erika tänava nalifkaõhtute ja harilike koroonapidude suurim hitt. Õhtu kulminatsiooniks kujunes ronga puurist lahti laskmine. Jumal kaitse Vennaskonda ja me päevad väärt on elamist!

@augusttammeoks8254 3 жыл бұрын

Meetudab nagu tuled öös

@sanderh0 3 жыл бұрын

White butterfly summer Already from childhood I knew, indeed, you should not in the spring a white butterfly see. Then summer will come sad, will come hand in hand with tears, ah, that I would not have wanted to believe. At the start of this summer, though, one could only see white butterflies in flocks, all places full of these. Although I lent no credence to these, my heart guessed evil, heart guessed mourning, heart guessed death still. The summer came with blooms, the summer came with heat and the universe was full of sun, to the joy of people. Radio spoke of tensions, we didn't listen, but laughed. We didn't pay attention to the roar of aircraft. We hadn't seen death, we hadn't seen ruins, life had loved us, now, mid-summer, we saw all we hadn't seen. The summer of white butterflies has arrived, the blaze of a thousand suns has arrived. No-one will retain this summer's memories, everything melts away, all joys and worries. Now in the end summer came running with blood, death fell from the sky, from the sea-flood. The land is lifeless, around only fly carrion vultures and white butterflies. The summer was angry, the summer hot and sere, colourful suns filled the atmosphere. Radios were silent, there were no listeners, no need to listen, you could see it right here. Now we saw death, now we saw ruins, life was yet loving us. Now at summer's end life was still loving us. Finished is the summer of white butterflies, thousand-year winter now has arrived. We survived the summer, will the winter too survive, the winter that is full of versicoloured butterflies. Finished is the summer of white butterflies, this is the start - a new world begins. We survived the summer, will the winter too survive, we live in waiting of a new spring.