Текст песни Александр Волощук - Ирка

The city fell asleep, keeping the dim light of lanterns
An hour of silence and you are waiting for me
I will find a house familiar to me with a sleeping avenue
I open the door, I dream ...
Quietly put a palm from your bedroom to your lips
Gently hug, whisper: "Undress yourself"
The stars are calling us into their arms
We will fly into the world of night depth
Only we, only we alone

Irka, I love you
Irka, do not cry, I pray
Irka, I involuntarily offended you
Irka, I love you
Irka, do not cry, I pray
Do you hear, Irka, believe me,
That it doesn't hurt