Текст песни Владимир Константинов - ПОСЛЕДНИЙ ВСПЛЕСК

Rushed life as a breath of wind
Everything is. What you need - no
And youth-friendly moments
They left in the soul of the invisible trace

I dreamed your arms
I'm in a dream to kiss your breasts
I'm in a dream gently put away dress
And I could not sleep in a dream

He knew that sleep. But he could not wake up
In your kisses burned
Waking up - would return
In a dream. And in the hands of your love

If you want, I'll give you the summer
Sun light and warmth of spring
Do you want to become your only poet
Where I am, where are you - will we

You want me to tell you a story
Do you want to sing a song about love
Your lips, your face, your eyes
As always excite me blood

I would like to become a snowflake
What would melt in your hands
What would you surrender and give
Heat and cold my love

For some, the last spike
Someone can not find happiness
For some, a swarm of past years
Well, someone at the beginning

Konstantinov