Текст песни Александр Матюхин - М. Шехтман. Я трону прелестную руку...

I throne lovely hand
I'll be jealous and eloquent
Under the cat's bitter flour
What draws the bad guitarist.

Questionable chic restaurant.
Mirror glare and haze ...
The vagaries of random and strange
Fate brought us here.

But blёstkah eastern palette
The Mace splendor mirrors
The caper straightforward guitar
A special ritual lives ...

And, therefore, merging with melody
Shoulders in dazzling glory,
Play my woman, Eve,
Oh, to believe it!

To fingers slid in love,
That passion seemed game
That sleepy caress Boston
I wanted to pull up in the morning!

Stories from the Garden of Eden
Let Himself be inspired!
And I do not need to try and -
- So I like the role!

The fate of his script Leafs:
From blue celestial gates
Zmeёnysh already crawls
And Apple submits us ...