Текст песни Кори Ца - Человек- Обаяние.

Once a month the man
Docile , sweet and charming.
And so unbearably attractive
His uneven golos- amulet .

And in the rest of the year
They ruled the heat and nepogoda-
He is angry , broken on the first counter ,
Accidentally mutilate
( They will then forever ) ..
He is terrible in anger, terrible without him.
He horror night. He - he terrified. Mischief.

Once a week takes the cello
Reads his poems we snowstorm
Dedicated to all the best to her.

 And other days surly old man,
Although he was no more than thirty ,
From his lips does not take palets-
Shshshshipit at all when rogues
Play screams noise on the shoals .
Misses .

He once a week whispers about dreams ,
About dreams, smiles , winters and forests ..
And small size with me , fear
Settles into his gray eyes.

Once a month, I love him.