Текст песни Аметист - Назло

flame wave runs down arms
Touching her.
It is easy and can even be sweet.
And I never get tired.

We need to do more breath.
We need to do a breath.

She does not want at once,
She likes to play.
Game clouding the mind,
And hardly will lead to no good.

It is so easy ...

It does not come alone, with her three sisters.
Her namestnitsy over me.
All three are persistent, insidious and cunning,
But the luck one.

We need to do more breath.
We need to do a breath.

One tends to burn,
Other singe.
And the third is lying shamelessly,
What I do not get up from the ground.

It's so easy -
Believe mirage.
Under her hand
I'm still holding on.

She does not want at once,
She likes to play.
Game clouding the mind,
And hardly will lead to no good.

It's so easy -
Believe mirage.
Under her hand
I'm still holding on.

To hell! Well, let,
What luck.
I'll be back!

Spite.