Текст песни Рада Рай - Буду любить тебя

On the border with the sunrise,
Broken line, and the red sun,
Is afraid of something.
Exploration retired
Ripped off the head, the stars are thinking,
To us someone knocks.
Goose in the views from the south to the coast,
Mold blooms, bitterness in February,
But turn to the registrar-ah and warm recognition,
Hand in hand, to hell with fear!

Hi:
I will love you, storms drunk
Ragged nerves ton explosions
Storms wrapped, traces confusing
Leave together, but no one will fetch ...

Fortunetellers are silent,
Predictors of toil,
Maps Tarr scattered on the tables,
But pairs of ladies with Walt meet
And everything else to do with them ...

Chorus:
I will love you, storms drunk
Ragged nerves ton explosions
Storms wrapped, traces confusing
Leave together, but no one will fetch ...