Текст песни Максим Демах - Девочка со спичками

The girl, a girl, throw their matches,
They will not help, and there is no point
Call on my mobile (everything out of habit)
You seriously hung, understand, you're hung.

So throw your matches, and that's enough to be tormented,
And enough to cover your eyes in her hair -
You do not twelve. You specifically twenty,
What was said about the wall clock.

So laugh louder at lyutom frost,
Undress, then really, I strip the station,
You ever seen (distributed roles)
So many people podёrnutyh lust.

So throw your matches! Grab your shades!
Make love - long live fornication!
You dig a cold janitor,
I ... Well, what's there. I do not find

19.06.10