Текст песни ТІК - Света

You approached me brazenly and beautifully,
The desire to restrain was not strong.
We met, sat and talked,
And I remembered - your name was Sveta.

Holy, and it was summer in the yard,
And how sweet are your kisses, Sveta.
Summer painted us portraits, erotic silhouettes
In the room near the buffet.

And early in the morning you ran away from me,
I said goodbye as if I had business.
The sun was shining and the sea was whispering,
And I remembered that your name was Sveta.

Holy, and it was summer in the yard,
And how sweet are your kisses, Sveta.
Sveta, and I was buying cigarettes and saw newspapers
With my photos, Sveta.

You worked for the local tabloids,
I wrote about all the details without regret.
You told everyone how sexy I am
and even what I snore at night.

Sveta, what the hell is all this?
Well and at what here kanffety, your kisses of the World?
Sveta, and I smoked cigarettes, I tore up all the newspapers,
So what are you doing Sveta?