PLOHO - Вечер грустных пар
текст песни

Outside the window of the dog
The moon goes to the east
I will be loving with you
As a bullet loves his temple
From the outside of the window
Loda sparkles like a diamond
Talk runs on wires
Flowing garlands

Windows catch glare headlights
Your voice is slightly trembling
This evening sad steam
He only belongs to us
And everything froze around
Birds stopped singing
It is a pity that our hands
Not enough to fly