Текст песни Борис Кинер, Михаил Цитриняк - Примадонна

You are nozzles, like the sky, Priaudonna,
Sophisticated in whims and in cunning.
The time and laws are not dominated above you,
And Moral, and the team, and the state.

For a long time, Monte Carlo sighs,
Montparnasses cherishes roses and paintings,
Your spouse works like Dad Carlo,
And I dance in your hands, like Pinocchio!

All regalia, surname and titles,
And all the talents I put to your sandals!
Decapitated by brandy half liters,
And we koutim, and we laugh and scandaling!

What for the power of us throws on the pillows!
We are dying in the last kiss!
And our souls sail over us -
Paradise, past Paradise, by paradise ...