Текст песни Денис Кузьменко - Я буду петь тебе всю ночь

I will sing to you all night
A simple song of my love
About how the feelings in the body are cramped,
And there is no strength to overcome that passion.

I will sing to you all night
A little trembling in my voice, in excitement ...
And, as logs burn in the oven,
The heart burns so, exactly.

My delicate fairy flower
Child of spring, child of May
My captivating Maya
To you, like a moth to the light,
I fly, burning with desire.

I will sing to you all night
About my strange sensations
They drive me into confusion.
Who can help me now?

I'll sing to you all night
Sculpting phrases from letters.
And in their fiery confessions
Fall like a warm summer rain

My angel, I'm looking at you
I catch the grace of movement
That swans are akin to sliding
On the mirror of the lake surface
Before sunset in the evening.

I'll sing to you all night!
And kissing silk of hair gently
In your white bed
I will ask: are you not a Cypriot foam daughter?

I'll sing to you all night long -
Silence is on a par with deception!
Attraction of the force of a hurricane
It picks up us and carries us away.

And lips merging ... The thrill of flesh ...
Embrace passion ... Shower frenzy ...
Fraction of hearts ... Tel weave ...
Spark ... Fire. Explosion in the silence of the night!
In incineration delight ...

I'll sing to you all night.
I'll sing to you all night.
I'll sing to you all night.
All night long.