Текст песни Влад Сташевский - В шумном зале ресторана

In the noisy hall of the restaurant, the average fun and deception
Pier of the head of the poet.
Near the table opposite you are sitting in the cold
All in the beam of night light.

So it happened suddenly that words broke down from lips
Sklotchnyh brazed head ...
Oh, what woman, what a woman. I b such.
Oh, what woman, what a woman. I b such.

Paul is not sick, between heaven and earth,
As in a dream with you dancing.
Aroma of Spirits so manitis, intoxicates and dope
Oh, how sweet in it is tone.

So close our bodies and crazy words
Without shame, I whisper ...
Oh, what woman, what a woman. I b such. > 2 times

You will leave with others, I know, he caresses you long ago
And I do not spend your home.
Burns in breasts stronger fire, not mine you, not mine
So why am I jealous.

Well, I need wine to drive from memory
And forget the dream of your crash ...
Oh, what woman, what a woman. I b such. > 2 times