Текст песни Елена Ксенофонтова - Колокольчики

He is like that, mom, smiling as if sowing:
Grains scatter carefree, thin stems instantly emerge,
The bell girls, barely germinating, cling.

From his ripe eyes, moms, the lower abdomen is numb:
Trembling clings, sticky ligature waits under the skin,
Caution breaks with anticipation, clothes shake.

Disappear, melt with wet dreams, smoldering with puppy delight:
Passion drives me on a chain, knees down -
I feel numb, seeing how the carrot replaces the carrot.

He's so alone, you see, mom? All my cells are dying -
He found where it hurts. He is fixing it. He turns me on again.
And I will be with him. Do you hear? Until they take it away

Girls bells.