Lyrics Веня Дркин - Девочка с флейтой
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Молчи, тебя просто нет.
Я тебя выдумал сам.
Ты - звон золотых монет,
Ими полон пустой карман.
С тобой тепло и светло,
С тобой я сыт и свят.
И искренне, всем назло,
Ты веришь, что я богат.
Молчи, тебя просто нет.
Ты не больше, чем дым.
Дым от моих сигарет,
Дешевых "Ватр" и "Прим"...
Девочка с флейтой.
Странно, но все равно
Я верю что ты рядом со мной.
Даже слышу твое тепло
И коснуться могу рукой.
Ты хочешь уйти? Постой!
Что мне нужно еще?
Миг восхититься тобой,
Пока пальцы не опечет.
Уходишь? Уже рассвет...
Если что, ты найдешь меня здесь.
Приходи какой тебя нет,
И - какая ты есть,
Девочка с флейтой.
Спасибо за то, что ты есть.
И, как волшебник, я желаю тебе,
Я дарю тебе -
Пусть рядом всегда будет Моцарт,
Пусть рядом всегда будет флейта,
Оле Лукойе, любимая кукла и лето,
И синее небо, и тысячи всяких чудес...
Маленькая королева с небес...
Shut up, you just do not.
I invented you myself.
You are the ringing of gold coins,
They are full of empty pocket.
With you it is warm and light,
With you I'm full and holy.
And sincerely, to spite everything,
You believe that I'm rich.
Shut up, you just do not.
You're no more than smoke.
The smoke from my cigarettes,
Cheap & quot; Wat & quot; and & quot; Prim & quot; ...
Girl with a flute.
Strange, but anyway
I believe that you are near me.
I can even hear your warmth
And I can touch with my hand.
Do you want to go? Wait!
What else do I need?
A moment to admire you,
While fingers do not care.
Are you leaving? It's already dawn ...
If anything, you'll find me here.
Come what you are not,
And - what you are,
Girl with a flute.
Thank you for being there.
And, like a magician, I wish you,
I give to you -
Let there always be Mozart,
Let there always be a flute,
Ole Lukkoye, beloved doll and summer,
And the blue sky, and thousands of all kinds of miracles ...
A little queen from heaven ...
I invented you myself.
You are the ringing of gold coins,
They are full of empty pocket.
With you it is warm and light,
With you I'm full and holy.
And sincerely, to spite everything,
You believe that I'm rich.
Shut up, you just do not.
You're no more than smoke.
The smoke from my cigarettes,
Cheap & quot; Wat & quot; and & quot; Prim & quot; ...
Girl with a flute.
Strange, but anyway
I believe that you are near me.
I can even hear your warmth
And I can touch with my hand.
Do you want to go? Wait!
What else do I need?
A moment to admire you,
While fingers do not care.
Are you leaving? It's already dawn ...
If anything, you'll find me here.
Come what you are not,
And - what you are,
Girl with a flute.
Thank you for being there.
And, like a magician, I wish you,
I give to you -
Let there always be Mozart,
Let there always be a flute,
Ole Lukkoye, beloved doll and summer,
And the blue sky, and thousands of all kinds of miracles ...
A little queen from heaven ...