Текст песни Ваенга Елена - Голубые цветы

This fabulous evening was strange
With blue big flowers
Death hugged me by the shoulders
Kissed with mute lips.

I beckoned with a cold smile
I covered my soul with gold ice,
I dropped that violin on the floor
That the memory of the dear gave me.

I'm not feminine and like a man
I do not give love, but I steal,
Yes, the picture comes out sad:
I love nobody, nobody.