Текст песни Елизавета Грицаева - Тебе моя последняя любовь

SHE is my last love for you
I'll put it in an envelope
Slightly yellowed shot
Naive look, raised eyebrow
And lips are not kissed by the curves
Keep it on your desk
Where are the notes of unfinished melodies
Tell your always jealous wife
Her hair is out of fashion for a year now

OH And the age of the photo will clearly confirm
The mystery of eyes like Marina Vlady
That this girl has long been lost
And the photo is so, from youth hello
Keep it on your desk
Where are the notes of unfinished melodies
Tell your always jealous wife
Her hair is out of fashion for a year now

Solo.

Keep it on your desk ______
Where are the notes of unfinished melodies _____
Tell your always jealous wife
Her hair is out of fashion for a year now