Текст песни Игорь Пешков - Домики на песке

I met her portraying
 Houses on the sand.
 That night I did not sleep. dancing
 marveled
 The shadows on the ceiling.

 I remember the focus
 My on her movements.

 Today it is - the candidate
 The queen's imagination.

 Then we were acquainted laughing,
 Nosey that person.
 Siberian night, winding
 wearily
 Wind from century to century.

 I do not remember which of his words,
 But, unfortunately,

 I do not remember the words of her.
 Just smile spring

 And I think so far I think.
 And do not forget curls,
 What I represent falling
 danger
 How stairs without railings.

 Since then, I do not get bored
 On the evening of idleness.

 My head - obedient
 Factory product

 As a result of conducting the
 The story in verse,
 To learn how to draw a girl
 fingers
 Houses on the sand.