Текст песни Наташа Королева - Краденые яблочки

For me, the boy stole apples in the garden
I only dreamed that I was waiting for him
He offered a bullseye and kissed
And like an apple stole me at dawn

Stolen apples are sweeter and juicier
Stolen boys you are more tender in love
Stolen girls like wild honey
Stolen youth, who will return it.

It’s not possible to sleep with a starry night
I wanted an apple, but no one to steal
There is no one to pamper your girl
I will not grieve, you better sing

Stolen apples are sweeter and juicier
Stolen boys you are more tender in love
Stolen girls like wild honey
Stolen youth, who will return it.