Текст песни т - Злови мій подих

Catch my breath on myself,
On the neck, further, to the shoulder ...
Look - the ants on your hand,
You do not hide your feelings.

My gentle touch to my back,
And below, below… you want that?
In my fantasies, it's just you,
Let's bring them to life.

These lips have a taste of wine
And the shadows in the candle flames ...
Come on, drink me to the bottom,
You know the course of my thoughts.

Waving your hands under a quiet blues,
And the feeling is over the edge.
You know, I give up
Just ask, don't let go ...
  (a) Albina Smolyanskaya