Текст песни AIJAN SULTAN - Воруй меня

Steal me more often,
Come on my foot
From our present
born in his throat

From our impossible
desire is torn up,
heat accumulates under the skin
and whispers to you: "Smile."

Composed poems, tunes
you catch them, catch
And my heart heats
from our kind of love
And my heart is heated by our kind of love
You do not fool me, mani, mani, mani ..

Chorus:
Steal me more often, come on foot
From this, we present two of the heat
Steal me closer, having admitted to myself
You believe me, I hear something important

Steal me more often, deep dive together
From the bustle, the noise away your treasure where we save up
Through waves and storms will be able to save the love
And in the silence of a gentle blue
your world on two gain

Composed poems, tunes
you catch them, catch
And my heart heats
from our kind of love
And my heart is heated by our kind of love
You do not fool me, mani, mani, mani ..