Текст песни Афанасий Потапов - Шарф голубой

The scene warmed by breath
Over the excited crowd
Instead of a retro-style shotgun
Blue balloon posted

Actors crave an exit
Where are you, over the public authority?
I am a gentleman, one who
She wants to steal a young lady.

This sweet lady
I hug loving
She is not given the plot
Long torture me.

A little marked flour
Played passion and love.
A young lady falls into her arms
There is blood in the room.

Summer ends quickly
But love does not pass.
Spin our planet
A blue ball spins.

A play on the verge of cheating -
Life is ridiculously easy.
You ask, what is the drama here?
That she is short.