Текст песни Яна Симон - Цветочные страсти

In the shadow of azaleas, from the peak years,

You told me that there is no happiness.

Verneuil leave, bye-forgive me,

You - crumble, and I - to blossom ...

What prose of life - a sharp knife,

What I like a rose, young, fresh ...

Cutting off the rose - Measure seven times!

... And the heart - in tears: Do not believe, do not believe!

Paler lilies, with yearning in his chest

You repeated to me: Go away, go away!

Tormented by passion, defiance

Reason authorities mutilsya eyes ...

In impotent agony hiding trembling,

Plagued by hand pruning knife,

That's right hand sink in the blood ...

... My heart moans: Grab, Grab!

Flowers camellias are silent about

How you felt sorry for me then ...

You know exactly - attracts trouble

Datura flower garden in the night!

Love is ridiculous, love is blind,

You, too, are blind, and I - stupid

And I will destroy myself for nothing ...

... And the heart is clear: I love, love!