Текст песни Оля ЦибульскаЯ - Коло на талії

I do not seek from you,
No thirst, no sacrifice,
No red roses among the white frosts ...
No love that would burn your mind,
Well, consider it my whim, it's my gesture.

Stay different - the owner and friend.
And for me you are doom, undiscovered doom ...
Well, is it just the lips ?!
Except for the lips !!
And the ring of fire,
Your hands closed!

Oh, that circle at the waist - the circle of fire ...
Just don't let him fall prematurely, Lord.
It is better to extinguish the star in it with happiness.
Rather than a stone to bask in the fire.

Yes, I seek from you,
Both desires and sacrifices.
And red roses among the white frosts.
And let love incinerate our minds.
Oh, may God not save us from bliss.

Oh, that circle at the waist - the circle of fire ...
Just don't let him fall prematurely, Lord.
It is better to extinguish the star in it with happiness.
Rather than a stone to bask in the fire.