Текст песни Дети Picasso - Матрос

Bluish female laughter
It flowed from the mouth of fate.
Wrapped in a black fur,
She was a sailor on the pier.

Lemon trees bloomed
Cigarette between his fingers.
Fate led her to the altar,
After kissing the bump of a nose.

Chorus:
& quot; My dear boy, I am close
With one you & quot;, - she whispered to his temple
With invisible gray.
& quot; My dear boy, I am close
With one you & quot;, - she whispered to his temple-ah-ah ...

The fate of the insidious and tender,
But strict dirk suddenly flashed.
And now she was pale,
Vienna fell on a chair.
Two bands, like two snakes,
On the blue splash wind.
The taste of chocolate and earth
I felt sailor mouth.

Chorus:
& quot; My dear boy, I am close
With one you & quot;, - she whispered to his temple
With invisible gray.
& quot; My dear boy, I am close
With one you & quot;, - she whispered to his temple-ah-ah ...
& quot; My dear boy, I'm alive
one of you!
One of you ...
One of you ...
One of you ...
One of you ...
One of you ...
One Tobo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-th ...