Lyrics Александр Авраменко - Лохматые свечи
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Она была темно-красной собакой,
А он простым беспризорным котом,
Их предки сходились в жестокой драке,
А что им? Им все нипочем.
И как только наступит вечер,
И город затеплит огни,
Они пылали, словно лохматые свечи
В топках взаимной любви
Пр: В топках топких глаз - мурлыкает нежность
В топках топких глаз - урчит Океан
В топках топких глаз - совсем без одежды
В топках топких глаз - Он и Она
Им гораздо проще, чем людям,
Скрывающих все за шторами слов,
В их языке примитивном, зверином
Не было даже слова Любовь.
Ее щенячья нежность,
Его полосатая масть,
Сплетались клубком, и между
Ними кипело то –
Что люди называют страсть
Он ей пел под окном серенады,
И стыли звезды и хвост,
Взлетал на карниз, обдирая лапы
Она краснела –
До кончиков медных волос.
Пр: В топках топких глаз - мурлыкает нежность
В топках топких глаз - урчит Океан
В топках топких глаз - совсем без одежды
В топках топких глаз - Он и Она
И звери, и птицы, и люди,
Их не хотели понять,
И тыкали пальцем и скалили зубы,
Когда они отправлялись гулять.
Но как только наступит вечер,
И город затеплит огни,
Они пылали, словно лохматые свечи
В топках взаимной любви
Пр: В топках топких глаз - мурлыкает нежность
В топках топких глаз - урчит Океан
В топках топких глаз - совсем без одежды
В топках топких глаз - Он и Она
She was a dark red dog,
And he's a simple stray cat,
Their ancestors converged in a fierce fight,
And what about them? They do not care.
And as soon as evening comes,
And the city will light the lights,
They burned like shaggy candles
In the furnaces of mutual love
Pr: In the furnace of hot eyes - purrs tenderness
In the furnaces of the burning eyes, the ocean rumbles
In the furnaces of faint eyes - completely without clothes
In the furnaces of foul eyes - He and She
They are much easier than people,
Hiding all behind the curtains of words,
In their language, primitive, bestial
There was not even the word Love.
Her puppy tenderness,
His striped suit,
We interwoven with a ball, and between
They boiled then -
What do people call passion
He sang to her under the window serenades,
And the stars and tail were frozen,
I flew to the cornice,
She blushed -
To the ends of brass hair.
Pr: In the furnace of hot eyes - purrs tenderness
In the furnaces of the burning eyes, the ocean rumbles
In the furnaces of faint eyes - completely without clothes
In the furnaces of foul eyes - He and She
And beasts, birds, and people,
They did not want to understand,
And they poked their fingers and clenched their teeth,
When they went for a walk.
But as soon as evening comes,
And the city will light the lights,
They burned like shaggy candles
In the furnaces of mutual love
Pr: In the furnace of hot eyes - purrs tenderness
In the furnaces of the burning eyes, the ocean rumbles
In the furnaces of faint eyes - completely without clothes
In the furnaces of foul eyes - He and She
And he's a simple stray cat,
Their ancestors converged in a fierce fight,
And what about them? They do not care.
And as soon as evening comes,
And the city will light the lights,
They burned like shaggy candles
In the furnaces of mutual love
Pr: In the furnace of hot eyes - purrs tenderness
In the furnaces of the burning eyes, the ocean rumbles
In the furnaces of faint eyes - completely without clothes
In the furnaces of foul eyes - He and She
They are much easier than people,
Hiding all behind the curtains of words,
In their language, primitive, bestial
There was not even the word Love.
Her puppy tenderness,
His striped suit,
We interwoven with a ball, and between
They boiled then -
What do people call passion
He sang to her under the window serenades,
And the stars and tail were frozen,
I flew to the cornice,
She blushed -
To the ends of brass hair.
Pr: In the furnace of hot eyes - purrs tenderness
In the furnaces of the burning eyes, the ocean rumbles
In the furnaces of faint eyes - completely without clothes
In the furnaces of foul eyes - He and She
And beasts, birds, and people,
They did not want to understand,
And they poked their fingers and clenched their teeth,
When they went for a walk.
But as soon as evening comes,
And the city will light the lights,
They burned like shaggy candles
In the furnaces of mutual love
Pr: In the furnace of hot eyes - purrs tenderness
In the furnaces of the burning eyes, the ocean rumbles
In the furnaces of faint eyes - completely without clothes
In the furnaces of foul eyes - He and She