Текст песни Власова - Браслеты-mixx

On the table is my half-full glass
In my heart the infamous precipitate
How many times I promised myself
But the ban is so sweet ! ..

I will remember this light motif
Dress and casual touch
Well, tell me why you called ,
He concluded in his arms ?

Chorus:
On the table is not my glass dopit
In the hands of your warmth and bracelets
How many times I promised myself
Do not think about it ?!

Wind is the weather and I
All your breath warmed again
And whirl in your arms
The dance until dawn !