Текст песни стихи - Игорь Орлов - поцелуй меня...

Kiss me how you can
Blown to the lips. With a cold soul
You can't warm your fingers and palms
I will snuggle up to you, casual and alien

Then you prophesy with rains
In bare boughs, but to live in separation
Until then, if you want to
Dance in a rush, so be it

Dance with me to the whisper of the night
At the crossroads of linden alleys
All the same, without feelings. Very unhappy
Among puddles and rare lanterns

Hold on a little longer, Autumn
Finally, spin the foliage
He's so foul and unbearable
This moment of goodbye to you ...