Текст песни Камилла Лысенко - Tango de Budva

BUDVA

In the narrow streets of niggers children
They play with the sea either giveaway or hide and seek.
I will tell you about all the countries in the world,
To make you think I'm okay.
Under the windows, couples freeze like statues.
I think: how did they not curl their lips?
So many kisses these buildings can't stand.
Old pipes are glowing red.
The city is six centuries old, and it covers everything.
The demon hit the old man in the rib.
I roam the city every night
Watching silver burning in the sky
I count how many pairs the shadows in the corners will increase
How many groans the rocks recognize.
How much heat can fit in a woman's lips,
How much will pour out on the corals.
I can only count - I ask no more.
I have a trump card in front of you:
I have nothing to lose - I do not carry anything with me.
When there are no desires -
There is no reason to waste your tears.

Faced with another couple in the sands
I will laugh at "Sorry, madam".
They twist a finger at the temple.
I'll put myself on the trash.