Текст песни Игорь Суруханов - Это не любовь

Spit on a stone suddenly finds
And no other ideas
Love will accidentally come
And who is the adviser to her?

This is not love! - people shouted.
This is not fate, we thought.
This miracle will not stay long
This is not to be! - you said.

And the stars will suddenly rise
And everything flies out of hand
And it is no coincidence that they say:
- Do not believe the words, my friend

Chorus.

Love is a free child
Like the wind in the field.
Well, they just want to be together
Birch with poplar.

Chorus.