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From the repertoire of the group "Hands up!".

Muses. Sergey Zhukov and Alexei Potekhin, Sergey Vysotin.

The wind sings quietly
Foliage rustles in response.
The girl is slowly in a hurry.
The girl is sixteen years old.
But in his years sixteen
She learned a lot:
In strong male arms
I spent so many nights ...

Chorus:
Aliens of lips caress you,
Aliens of the lips are pushing you,
That you are alone, you are the only one -
The stranger became himself.

As if in a hop fog,
The head is spinning.
Heated with the wrong hands,
You whisper incoherently words.
And you understand with sadness,
What is not loved by you.
Woe will not let you go
Tears are flowing.

Chorus.

Stop! Listen,
You were something else
Became a toy for them -
Can't you see it yourself?
You consider yourself a queen -
They laugh in response.
This is how love loses
In young sixteen years ...

Chorus.