Текст песни Андрей Крамаренко - А.Крамаренко-Д.Сухарев

Love me, kiss me in longing
For the fact that the world hangs on the hair
For the fact that the world is inhabited
So sweet and so inexplicable
That every time a robe in front of him
As the first time is lost in love.

Love you - and fuck you and essence,
Whispering you the same thing: be it!
Oh, be with me, I do not need anything, -
I did not fall out of luck in everything?
Love me, and we will save ourselves,
Do not really wandering!

The good luck season will end soon
Than the volley is hit, scaring the sisaries,
And in the noise of the wings splashes the blood on the wall.
For having a life hanging
I press me to me, tell me in the longing,
Do not give trouble to come love to shift!

1980.