Текст песни Рома Стейсон - порхай бабочка моя

There's a clouded mind is not empty as it seemed
The bad thoughts are, but just a little
Those eyes drive me crazy
Reed like persimmon knits

He eats cake with utensils krupnenkoy
It is time to flee at any moment
Waiter account, let ka without zdachi
Not for nothing is he here for days graft

Butterfly on lung, flew with cafes
She runs through the streets to meet the fate of
Smiling widely bystanders
Little tot build funny faces

Light soul, open to all
At home or at a party is heard laughter
It creates warmth and comfort in his nest
That's right, I'm talking about his dream

Parkhai my butterfly, fluttering
Bye Bye

Feel free to redden cheeks, leads opinion
Dislikes vulgar jokes of my guys
Not like a thousand of those gregarious animals
She is happy, she is not watching the clock

Cold palms warm in my hands
I drowned in it completely as if in quicksand
Culture is not ashamed to introduce to mom
To say confidently: My mother is my lady

Winter evenings tumbling in the snow
Then run under a blanket in knit socks
After all, we are simple people, cold - warmed
Warmed each other, me and my charm

But time does not stand still, silently goes
With faster every year, without affecting my flight
And I'm in love with her mouth
But yet it is just a dream