Текст песни Штурм Наталья - Танцует креолка

Will drop the boobs the ship,
Like a sigh, like the last word.
And the night will not fall asleep
And the shadows on the deck again.

Soars over the water and knocks us down from the sense,
On a dark pier under hundreds of eyes,
Creole is dancing. Creole is dancing.
Dancing. For us.

Chords fly over water.
The dancer melts and curls.
And the dance, then it blows trouble
That happiness will explode crazy.

And my heart is in a hurry, without silence,
A confession in love will dance now! ..
Creole is dancing. Creole is dancing.
Dancing. For us.

And the sky is black and water.
And the port is crowded.
We will leave tomorrow forever
To another magical Rio.

Where will I lose you for a while
So that your dream to burst in the midnight hour ...
Creole is dancing. Creole is dancing.
Dancing. For us.