Текст песни Альберт Михайлов - Королева бала

I am your blue eyes
Drawing on the cover of the notebook.
And sometimes wrote poems
Just like that, sparing no paper.

And now with you
Will someone else.
And now with you
Will someone else.

Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
In this starry night ...

I'll wear my old cloak,
Raffle sad meeting.
I will not hurt you, do not cry,
You put your hands on my shoulders.

Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
In this starry night ...

Will fall silent in the rain
And, although we're not familiar with,
I admire thee secretly,
Like a shadow see off from school.

And now with you
Will someone else.
And now with you
Will someone else.

Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
In this starry night ...

Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
Queen of the Ball
In this starry night ...