Текст песни Пономарева Валентина - Я словно бабочка к огню...

I'm like a butterfly to the fire
Sought so irresistibly
In love - a magical land -,
Where they will call me beloved ...
Where any day is incomparable
Where I wouldn’t be afraid of bad weather ...
Beautiful country Love
Country Love, -
Indeed, only happiness happens in it ...

Other times have come
You are either gone or lying, not wincing ...
I realized Love is a country
Where every person is a pretender ...
My misfortune, not fault
That I am a naive swatch ...
Love is a deceitful country
A fraudulent country
And every resident in it is a deceiver ...

Why am I crying before you?
And smiling so inappropriately?
Wrong Country Love -
Every person there is a traitor ...
But the grass will sprout again
Through all the obstacles and adversity!
Love is a spring country
Spring country
After all, only happiness happens in her
There is happiness ...