Текст песни Вертинский Александр - Наши встречи

Our meeting minutes of our meeting, casual,
But I'm waiting for them, love them, and you?
I will not tell others of our little secrets,
Our secrets about the meeting-dreams.
Is it possible to prohibit the eyes smile
It is a shame, another loving
Come and go, but through the eyes of touch,
Only the eyes touch you.
Who invented everything ", these should be" - "is not necessary"?
You just need to remember to save
Hatred and love of a proud look,
And contemptuous shrug of the shoulders.
After all, lined by day,
Only minutes boundless,
After living so long flowers.
Our meetings - instantly,
Our meetings are random.
But I'm waiting for them, love them, and you?