Текст песни Валерия Шляпникова - Руки, губы, зад.

I do not know his heart
The soul hurts and hands vpominat
I want to know your breath
Again, to understand how the soul dies
Can I go around the world in a row
And to come back to the idea of ​​not decent
Hairstyle, hands, lips, and of the ass
For this I put to you is great

And there is no way back to me
And joy not be recycled
But I dream of: hands, lips, ass
Once again, shaking at the thought of indecent

I do not understand his dreams
And my heart takes alarm accidentally
But of love even stronger
So much so that together we will have a lot of
And we're like the hands on the clock
We corroded, but we will remember for a long time
Our city is a favorite meeting-Muhosransk
Which we thought citi London