Текст песни Михаил Бублик - Беги

His love may not be looking at the final,
From defetsita shiver I just invented.
I forgot the number of the happiness of love.
Was his new happiness, like electricity.

Among the empty avenues I greedily went for it.
You have become my melody quietly,
And I thy novyu and uncertainty.
For our love is in turbulence.

Run to me, run;
Neither me, nor does not lie.
Run yourself take care of;
But run, run.

I was a potential planetary poles,
And you were the beginning of my spring without dreams.
I was disarmed, outside sound,
I was you do not need.

Thy dream, perhaps, I had never been;
And here, in the heart of sodden cold water.
I'm so extremely tried everything to save
But love must have been a shelf life.