Текст песни Мария Машук - Алладин

Lighting caress lanterns;
Two drain the goblet of passion.
Come on, you're at the height of your death
Posthumously postponed from bad weather.

Once again, trusting me, enter
To the temple of love, mysterious and austere.
My distant, glorious Aladdin,
Please do not touch the lamp of feelings.

Betraying the soul, writhing, body
In a pose of voluptuousness whispers:
“You yourself really wanted this?”
But the spiritual answer will slip away.

I want to leave for you
Sensuality in a mysterious jug.
Surrendering to a new man
Only you still loving.