Текст песни Сергей Никитин - шепчет он

Your lips beaded raspberries,
The rings fingers gentle hands.
From insomnia and cocaine
Under eye dark circles.

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And your husband back in the sea
Waiting on you greeting,
In the harsh and distant patrol
He whispers: "Who are you Where are you?"

Teeth in your sensual grin,
The thin, broken eyebrow.
Too many of you caress,
To know men love you.

Chorus.

Officers knew you lot -
Daggers, epaulettes, medals ...
Is life you dream of such,
Three times perverse wife?

Chorus.

We love you in the power of evil.
And then, obedient and easy,
Petrified in a paroxysm of passion
Fingers pampered hands.

Chorus.

Brimming with, clinked glasses,
On dropping the pillow drops,
Discarded male hand tired,
He slapped a condom on the floor.

Chorus.

Only sometimes you do not get up early
Sadly ruined by beauty ...
And in the evening - again, restaurants,
And removes the thin panties.

Chorus.

Send to oblivion dens
Lung girls in our times,
But true to the dictates of the law
Whose something good wife.

Chorus.