Текст песни Ева Польна - из нежных струн

From the gentle strings of thin filaments
My invented love
From the amazing discoveries
Their most striking wet dreams
How nice that it's not too early
How good do not last
My Coast Guard
At the bottom of the boat leaving
I throw the white flag
Hats golden armor
I did not want to defend
Broken down in front of everyone
And all their cute doghouse
I will send into retirement
I love pieces of sewed
His own hand
There's a light silk and soft velvet
And fur thrown over on the bed
My love is magical smells
It is impossible not to breathe!

E. Polna (C)