Текст песни Филипп Киркоров - Сердце у меня одно

Not horses today I will warp
Under the tent of the insane these stars.
Thieves tearing kisses
With the taste of your lucky tears.

Young hop sadness was dispelled.
Happiness will not be satisfied with the mouth.
As if the skirts of a multicolored fan -
Languages ​​of the Gypsy Campfire.

Chorus:
Oh, road, you are my road,
Where love to find me destined.
There are many fires on the walls,
Only my heart is one thing.

Do not swear, native, on crucifice,
Your love has a short century.
You are still in captivity of my hugs,
But already conceived escape.

Quietly in the sky gestaining the stars,
Got hot mouth
Because sooner or later
There remains ash from the fire.

Chorus. (3)

Oh, road, you are my road,
Where love to find me destined.
There are many fires on the walls,
Only heart, only heart,
Only my heart is one thing.