Lyrics Женя Любич - Эйфелю Привет

Under the arches of a huge tower,
Flying in the sky over Paris,
Someone will become scared,
Someone wants only above ...
In this crowded place
She is not interested in anything,
In a cloudy misty dress
She is the only bride

And on the right are the Champs Elysees,
To the left is your street,
Back roads are no more,
Forward! and Eifel hello!

A virgin yearns for revolutions,
And even now, at the barricades,
Of metal constructions
Her hinges and charades.
Only the wind knows about it,
There at high junctions,
In the iron locked corsets
Her insane freedom.