Текст песни Белый Орёл - Сан-Тропэ

How Bad That Day Was
I met the evening with tequila
There was longing and laziness in my soul
And I didn't know how to be with you

When we wandered through Tverskaya
I didn't dare to hug you
I walked and thought oh my god
How to decide how to start

Who would have told me at that hour
That interrupted my sleep in the twilight
Stingy hope on glass
Mobile phone flash

And you will enter the plexus of hands
Under the shadow of midnight streams
And gently leaning back, suddenly
Give yourself a kiss

You brought your love
To my lonely old home
And everything in him lit up again
Your love with holy fire
Your love with holy fire

You say you can't wait
That I loved forever
And led me to hug
You are the midnight star

You gave me yourself
And I'll give you a Rolls-Royce Coupe
And at the end of that day
We flew to Saint Tropez

Resort small hotel
As our first station
And the heady hops of your lips
And golden Tahiti beach

And kisses on empty
Flowers woven grass
Green eyes calling the heat
Autumn month in Saint-Tropez