Текст песни Виталий Кобра - Композитор и поэт-песенни

These eyes never lie,
These lips do not know the temptation,
And it gives you a little,
And this is a bit: I agree.

These words mean nothing
No more than lipstick red light
And it gives you a little,
And this is a bit: I agree.

This motive broke away from the notes,
No further than the cry in the entrance to the idleness
And it gives me a little,
And it's a bit: fine.