Текст песни Конец Фильма - От любви не уйти

She ran to the director of the circus on the wondrous field!
She ran to the director of the circus on the will, the will!
On the green headland,
In the blue negligee
She ran to the director of the circus on the wondrous field!
And for them scurried

Juncker, Messerschmidt, princes, impotent, Infanta,
Waving bayonets and losing pants and bows,
And shouting: Amor!
And shot at close range
And they change fast horses pearls and diamonds,
So they hurried.

And neither he nor she failed to escape from the chase,
Their bodies were trampled goats, rhinos and horses,
A moment ago
And in front of everyone
She ran to the director of the circus on the wondrous field!
From love does not go away.

From love does not go away
From love does not go away

Music and Lyrics: Eugene Feklistov