Текст песни ВІТАМІНИ - Гарна пара

In that Saturday was the sun
From the middle of the night.
Spilled a glass
Girls' eyes.

Dissolved in the air
Fragrances charm.
Good. Good. Good.

More than table floated
Timid smile,
Affect the ears, neck, cheeks
A little bit, a little

Under the table tupotily
timidly feet
Yes cheeky little.

On Sunday morning the sun again -
Only real.
Eyes, hands, lips
Became a little brave.

How sorry Vampires
On short night.
Organisms want to sleep.

Coffee throat and confetti,
I walk in the morning -
What else should poet.
All around saying,
"What good! What a beautiful "

Even after the sun faded on Saturday.
Shines day and night it zadovbalo.

Both in terms of polar night
Stood silent, eyes potupyvshy.

And suddenly rozkohalys, false friends were.
And matyukalys obscene.

I do not understand how this happened.

It also is good for your hair zabyvalas bathroom.