Текст песни Мухтар Хордаев - Любимая моя

Outdoor window
Good evening descended from heaven!
But you have no
And I know will not be miracles!
And on the street that I can not meet you
In this quiet night, I want to scream yourself !!

And this woman of my dreams
I have not met anywhere
And for moments with her I will give everything
whispering your favorite name in syllables!
It seems to me that I am happy everyone
I'm so damping this sweet sin
And at night I only dream
Lovely my!!

After all, such as she devoted poets poems!
That's how it raise flowers in bouquets!
And madness do not know the borders from love!
If you believe me all the words after me repeat !!