Текст песни Владимир Крамаренко - Художница

Song: Artist

Redhead, green-eyed
Serious happens, cool
Kissed her hands
Gently hugged her
I was afraid to touch before
But as touched, immediately smiled
And I wanted more
Touch her affectionately

Chorus: The artist is the only one
Fun and clockwork
Miss you
Knocking my heart
The artist is the only one
And in this glorious month of May
Knocking my heart
I love her!

I am interested in walking with her
Childish games like kids play
Kiss her lips
Together on the grass to lie
Time how will the path end
I whisper: well, we shall lie a little bit
Her tender body
Thank you honey for everything!

Chorus

I do not want to accompany you
In the diaries better with you talk
It's nice to be home
Calm, cute and warm
Well, if necessary, then kindly ask
Minibus rides today at eight
Please do not leave Native
But at least you stay for tea

Chorus

Remained alone, Ah, does that happen?
I just wonder: do not write and do not know
Where are you my dear?
Please give me the answer
In contact you write, but strangely you answer
If not you, as if avoiding
I remember that time
But all that was, then passed