Текст песни Филипп Киркоров - Последний день в раю

The wind brought my yacht here by chance
To a little paradise.
On the shore I saw you:
You sat alone with the guitar, and the wave sang.
But even a brief moment flew faster
Several days.
This evening is burning like a kaleidoscope of lights
And the southern night promises parting,
This night under the moon.

Chorus:
The last day in paradise burns out
The string plays my sorrow,
And from unearthly love I'm going crazy.
Last day in paradise without snow
And I beg you to come to me in Moscow,
Where is the white winter, white winter.

Nectar is poured into a fragile glass
It's a pity, like amber.
The sadness of your eyes hurts my heart now
But I believe, I know: the wind will bring you back,
The heavenly wind will return.

Chorus (2)

Last day in paradise without snow
And I beg you to come to me in Moscow,
Where is the white winter, white winter.
Last day in paradise!