Текст песни В Якубов - Он подсел рядом с ней... ст.В.Сухомлин

He sat down next to her (he's a little emboldened by the wine):
"Oh, Tell me why you are still single?
You are lovely, interesting and not worse than others!
Where is your prince, princess? I know quite a few
Who thought it would be an honor - for you and to hell and heaven;
And dignity - not even count, and tenderness - over the edge.
They wave their arms and shout to you: "Notice me!"
Why are you not share their fire?
You are beautiful, like a statue, but the beauty of marble.
Barricades had built: "Do not come! Do not touch me! "
I understand that being a loner is quite the liking to you,
But in your eyes, the snow also is a fire!

The smoke menthol languidly floating through the thin fingers,
Responsible singsong, as though reading a poem:
"The fact that I fell in love with a good boys.
Well, I, my dear, only just bad. "