Текст песни Сделай , Господи, счастливой эту женщину - Нет, не делай, я сам

And I will write about you beautiful novel
In which I 'll stay with you
Where no one will not give you
You are my only , my

All dangerous , steeper slopes and planes
Wilt bridges, all the crazy haze
I love this woman , Lord
To make so that it always was near
Let no evil, no sorrow, no vile separation
Only white night in the reflection of two
Only our bodies and shaking hands
Among those steep turns
Eye to eye, discharge outfit desires
Inside the fire, we feel that everything is easily
Closed lips and hands touch
We're leaving Ty - somewhere far away
In the sky, lightning track as branching crack
But must return to the blue and rest
Do , Lord, this woman happy
No , do not do , I do .

And I will write about you beautiful novel
In which I 'll stay with you
Where no one will not give you
You are my only , my
In the meantime, no matter what will happen next
It does not matter what was before us
No need to think about what we do not
The whole world is now for us

If the stones as the sun on broken glass
We like nobody's alone
Our meetings are like a duel
When she is near all the feelings are the same
I remember the words heats vacuum seconds
Many uniformly silent gestures are simple
Fascinated alive I risk
Spill compliments holy water
There's far not heard muffled sounds
Discussions innocent children are pure
And I silently looking at the trembling hands
How beautiful and pure smile you
It is dangerous and there is a steep slope plane
Wilt bridges there crazy haze
I love this woman , Lord
To make so that it always was near

And I will write about you beautiful novel
In which I 'll stay with you
Where no one will not give you
You are my only , my
In the meantime, no matter what will happen next
It does not matter what was before us
No need to think about what we do not
The whole world is now for us