Текст песни Ева Польна - из нежных струн

Of delicate strings of thin filaments
My love was invented
Of the surprising discoveries
Their most striking wet dreams
How well that it's not too early
How well did not last
My Coast Guard
Go to the bottom of the boat
I throw away the white flag
Rented golden armor
I did not want to defend
Broken down in front of everyone
And all of his doghouse cute
I am going to rest
I love from pieces sewed
His own hand
There's a light silk and velvet soft
And fur thrown over on the bed
My love is magical smells
S impossible not to breathe!

E. Pol'na (C)