Текст песни Сергей Мазаев - Блюз

What was - it's not her
The night loved the depth of your eyes.
All that was, remained somewhere in a dream.
But it hasn't cooled down either in you or in me .........

I know, I know, mon amour, mon ami.
I know, yes, I know - this is the blues about love ..........

Letters are forgotten, words are different.
There is someone extra here, you know, it's winter.
A game with no rules called passion.
Let's leave this midnight for us.

I know, I know, mon amour, mon ami.
I know, yes, I know - this is the blues about love ..........