Текст песни Дети пикассо - мой милый мальчик я близка с одним тобой

Bluish female laughter , mouth fate jets
Wrapped in a black fur , she was a sailor on the pier .
Lemon trees blossomed between his fingers a cigarette ,
Fate led him to the altar , kissing the bump of a nose.
My dear boy, I am close to you with one ,
She whispered to his temple with an invisible gray.
Deti Picasso (c).