Lyrics Баста - Сделай,Господи,счастливой эту женщину

And I'll write about you beautiful novel
In which I 'll stay with you
Where you will not give anyone
You are my only my

All dangerous , steeper slopes and planes
Wilt bridges, all crazier haze
I love this woman , O Lord
Make so that it always has been close
Let not evil, nor sorrow, nor vile separation
Only the white night in double reflection
Only our bodies and trembling hands
Among those steep turns
Eye to eye, discharge outfit desires
Inside the fire, we feel that everything is easy
Closed lips and hands touch
We fly somewhere far - Ty
In the sky, lightning track as crack branching
But must return the blue and quiet
Do , Lord, this woman happy
No, do not, myself.

And I'll write about you beautiful novel
In which I 'll stay with you
Where you will not give anyone
You are my only my
And while it does not matter what will happen next
It does not matter what happened before us
No need to think about what we do not
The whole world is now for us

If the stones as the sun on broken glass
As if we alone draws
Our meetings are similar to a duel
When she's around all the feelings are the same
I remember the words vacuum heats seconds
Many uniformly silent gestures are simple
Fascinated alive I venture
Compliments of sacred water spill
Are there not heard muffled sounds
Discussions children innocently clean
And I silently look at the trembling hands
How lovely and clean you smile
It is dangerous and there is a steep slope plane
Wilt bridges there mad haze
I love this woman , O Lord
Make so that it always has been close

And I'll write about you beautiful novel
In which I 'll stay with you
Where you will not give anyone
You are my only my
And while it does not matter what will happen next
It does not matter what happened before us
No need to think about what we do not
The whole world is now for us