Текст песни Пикник - Вплети меня в свое кружево

Weave me in your lace
discreetly and easily ..
maybe it only needs me
and nothing more ..

My head will spin
and your eyes are burning ..
and the face is more mysterious ..
 and more transparent outfit ..

And again from impatience
 scratching the face in the blood ..
for such moments
you give everything in the end ..

Droplets after droplets,
on the hand, leave a mark ..
what's your decoration ..
not a ruby ​​bracelet ..

And the vision will dissipate ..
Candle lights will burn out ..
night on the roofs quietly creeps ..
Well, I'm glad ..

Weave me in your lace ..
do you hear the wind leaves tearing ..
and the music is cold ..
and the music is cold ..
and end ..
 exactly..