Текст песни Воплі Відоплясова - Любов

Wind, mills,
Passage into the abyss languages
Bright wings
It seems love,

Sighs overcast,
Love mighty dragon,
There the waves Cupid,
Fornication Gora virgin dreams

Demons , demons, virgins , surprisingly beckoned ,
Maramy , gray clouds twisted wild ,
So revolved days, joyless
In the bosom of sad events

We hear a zazhuri ,
Wounded edge of words
Lyyut tears cupids ,
On past spring dress ,

Demons , demons, virgins surprising beckoned ,
Maramy , gray clouds spun wildly ,
So revolved days, joyless
In the bosom of sad , but emergencies.