Текст песни Лелека - Моль любви

All the butterflies in the stomach ,
And they are drawn to goodness , beauty .
And no , I 'm sitting here ,
No one understands why sad .

White nasty , sharpens inside of me
Mol . Moths love!

All heart beats creek
And in my - only dirty sparrow !
All flower gardens in the souls ,
And my only old ivy
And further

White nasty , sharpens inside of me
Mol . Moths love!

Do you think it snows in me ,
And this is just a white moth flight.
I urgently need to remedy it.
Chase with lavender twigs , already very funny!

White nasty , sharpens inside of me
Mol . Moths love!