Текст песни Альберт Ибраев - Моя любимая

Rain beats the pavement leaves ...!
Wind torn shreds - wears ...!
As if someone wrote - with a brush ...!
We are with you ... and outside - autumn ...!
 
 
On the table are flowers, crystal, candles ...!
We are like two wings with you ...!
We are with you, soul to soul - together ...!
I catch your features - with a look!
 
ETC:
Such a sinful night,
And not available ...!
That, you persecute ...! So you call ...!
That impregnable ...!
So strict, serious and imaginary ...!
My lovely! My lovely!
So tart, and bitter, and sweet ...!
That, you smile to me, that, seem a mystery ...!
Such a gentle, funny and vulnerable ...!
My lovely! My lovely!
 
 
Without you, I have no day - you know!
Without you, night is not night for me - you hear!
You, in my hands like ice - you conceal!
Falling asleep like a child - breathe!
 
ETC:
Such a sinful night,
And not available ...!
That, you persecute ...! So you call ...!
That impregnable ...!
So strict, serious and imaginary ...!
My lovely! My lovely!
So tart, and bitter, and sweet ...!
That, you smile to me, that, seem a mystery ...!
Such a gentle, funny and vulnerable ...!
My lovely! My lovely!