Текст песни Ольга Арефьева - Амона фе

Follow her
She is calling
Amona Fe - Princess of the South,
Cause a kiss
Her - like honey
Wine bubbles like a shower in a puddle.
And there, in the sky - pies, chintz dresses,
Pale-faced whipped cloud cakes,
Wait in heaven there on the border, poet,
Serpentine for rains you climb high.

Amona Fe
Amona Fe
Why do you need her, my love?
Stay here
Stay with me,
You don't have to be a princess husband!
And there, in the sky - cornflowers and strawberry glades,
Only the guard doesn’t let the sails behind bars,
The skirt wind rises, rain licks the wounds,
But the rope ladder does not hold votes.

Amona Fe
Amona Fe
Amona Fe - Princess of the South,
Amona Fe
Amona Fe
I need you, but she doesn’t need you!
Waterfalls surround the cat’s gait
Caramel mollusks pour jugs of blood
Her views are oil from a silver lamp,
Her tread is the pendulum of a silver watch.