Текст песни Александр Соловьев - Белые пионы

In the living room air scent tickles -
    Flowers without saving intoxicating spirit is thick.
    Bouquet of peonies, lush, like a bush,
    Triumph of the day to stay in the heart wants.
 
    The delights lightweight white on white
    Buds whisper: "Catch the thrill of feeling"
    And the thirst of someone's affection and love
    As if the sacrifice innocent body.
 
    And reviving background still life,
    The converted living form:
    It keeps everything in picture mystery
    Yearning spiritual comfort.
 
    On the white tablecloth touch timid,
    As if the light brush strokes,
    Drop the petals of white peonies -
    Innocent victims - white on white.