Текст песни Галина Босая - Любовь под запретом

The quiet light is annoying
You're stuck to the bed
It's boring to write a commercial hit
The ceiling lowers its judgment.
Above the sky, the moon makes a face
You feel like having sex, the smell of it
Don't breathe, hide or I'll kill.

Charged vinyl
No answer needed
Our love is forbidden
Two burned bodies
No more music
Here is boredom love
No consolation
Ruins pop relationships
I want underground, go away.

After saying goodbye
Very thirsty
Dust is falling from the roof
And you need to cool down
Stayed on the floor
Your vile trail
Meet the new wave
And rise to the star
Two seas are separated like walls
I do not believe in words
Let's get down to business.

Charged vinyl
No answer needed
Our love is forbidden
Two burned bodies
No more music
Here is boredom love
No consolation
Kills pop relationships
I want underground, go away.