Текст песни Филипп Киркоров - Карнавал Золотой граммофон 1996 год

Around the lights and people
Blithely the city loves
Midnight on Poplar Square.
And the dress is like flame
Burning with scarlet silk
Thumping heels in the dust.
Ah don't pass me by
Your elusive black eyes.

Chorus: This is a carnival!
Red flower!
The knock of a castanet
Dance of fire!
Carnival!
You don't look
Not on others
Not to me.
Carnival!

And faces, faces, faces!
You know the dancer
Many faces look at you.
They obey you
But nobody is dear here
A heart that burns in the chest.
No one can catch
One careless tender look.

Chorus.