Текст песни Ирина Круг - твой едкий запах от Шанель весит у входа в летний бал....

Stop , look no hurry,
We are together only without a soul
Years of love to "no" gone ,
Ask slowed rock destiny.
Sorry, loved , as she could,
But you , as each loved.
You broke the heart of fools
Today, you're not nice.
Chorus:
Your tart smell of Chanel
Hanging at the entrance to the old ball,
With me on duty Spaniel
I beheld, and stick to the body heat .
I'm afraid you grow out of ,
But you're pushing without loving .
Pastel your warmth stores
Bed at night, waiting , not sleeping .
Sought , met , found
I lit a blind passion .
The hotel room we rented
Shame forgetting you took .
It's an invention of my ,
Loneliness logged
Walk and burn their days are .
How to get bored, I call me .
Chorus ( 2x).
Your tart smell of Chanel
I'm afraid to wean from you
It's an invention of my
Loneliness logged
I'm afraid to wean from you ... .
But you're pushing without love ... .