Текст песни Игорь Суруханов - Это не любовь

A scythe on a stone will suddenly find
And there are no other ideas
Love will come by accident
And who is her advisor?

This is not love! - people shouted.
This is not fate, we thought.
This miracle won't last long
It won't be! you said.

And the stars will suddenly rise wrong
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.