Владимир Крамаренко - Художница
текст песни

Song: Artist

Red, green -eyed
It happens serious, cool
He kissed her hands
Gently hugged her
I was afraid to touch before
But as he touched, he immediately smiled
And I wanted more
Touch her affectionately

Chorus: the artist-she is one such
Cheerful and clockwork
I miss her
My heart is knocking
The artist is the same
And in this glorious month of May
My heart is knocking
I love her!

I'm interested in walking with her
In games childish how children play
Lips to kiss her
Lie on the grass together
Time as the path will end
I whisper: well, lie down a little more
Her tender body
Thank you dear for everything!

Chorus

I don't want to see you off
It is better to chat with you in the behaviors
It's nice to be home
Calm, cute and warm
Well, if necessary, then we ask affectionately
The minibus is going to eight today
Please do not leave your native
But at least you stay for tea

Chorus

Once again alone, oh, is it that it happens?
I'm only strange: does not write and does not know
Where are my beloved?
Please give me an answer
You write in contact, but you answer strangely
As if you are not, as if avoiding
I remember the time
But all that was was passed