Текст песни Causelove - Двойная жизнь

There is a soft smell in the room
Your lips are like sweet sugar to me.
We will resolve all issues suddenly,
Flying off into outer space, going to bed until tomorrow

For us, an alcove, this is our personal shuttle,
Where our fingers are clenched so lyrically
Great shot - your nails on the back with knives,
We have planted our fuselage on the cosmodrome more than once.

The bed for the neighbors below is the hubbub of a mortar
I don't know, our passions survived like apartments ...
Stupid miserbal, applaud us familiarly
After all, our shandal now looks like a lamp of peace.

Touching the lips - I'm inside, the caresses of the hands - you all burn ...
I touched my ear with my tongue, the explosion is an obvious cry,
I'll give what I've wanted for ages
Throwing off the saddle cloth, we reach the synchronous final.

We shield weightlessness with a balustrade
For pleasures, we just don't have enough sight
We form a second life in bed lying next to
Our joint heart beats like hail.