Текст песни Любовные истории - Понедельник

A little red roses
Few summer thunderstorms
The taste of the sea on the lips and the stars are light
What a good dream
Where are you in love with me.
I wake up and you are not there

Chorus:
But actually tomorrow is Monday.
But in fact the night laughed at me.
But in fact, every day of the week
It will be Monday if you wake up alone.

And at night you again
Hero of my dreams
And the shine of your eyes is brighter than the sun.
Let the alarm go off
I'll turn on my side
And you will dream me again.

Chorus

Bridge:
Sleep like linden honey
Only flows on the lips
Not quenching my thirst for a moment,
Where the hell are you?
Time goes by.

Chorus