Текст песни Йовин - Принц Роз

You do not know when the house has got the flavor,
You do not know who planted this garden
Mawkish Roses, roses dark like nutmeg,
They poison.

Vspominash whether how this smell sprouted
Through the tears of your intoxicating dreams.
Someone who went to meet in the glow of roses

You oppose it to the beating of the temple,
Before migraine to feel the fear of fear
Infinite loss when used this smell dried.
But the way to his heart is through his heart
No roundabout ways.

What happened to you that happened around
Wind rips your books, but the wind is your friend,
Unbuttoned meet from costal arches
On knock.

You breathe. Usypany shrub roses.
It does not go the groom, not his only weapon is the pulse?
Take his name from the lips of the mouth

Curtains fluctuate brewing storm
Guest's eyes lowered, he said what he said
The venue is scheduled, wedding hall
But the way to his heart is through his heart
No roundabout ways.
No roundabout ways.
No roundabout ways.