Текст песни Михаил Бублик - Беги от меня

Your love may not be looking at the final,
From trembling deficit I just invented.
I forgot the number of the happiness of love
Was his new happiness, like electricity.
Among the empty avenues I greedily went for it.
You have become my melody quietly,
And I thy novyu and uncertainty.
For our love in turbulence.

Run to me, run
Neither me, nor does not lie
Run, take care of yourself
But run, run ...

I was a potential planetary poles,
And you were the beginning of my spring without dreams.
I was disarmed outside unharmed
I was you do not need ...
Thy dream, perhaps, I have never been
And in the heart of sodden cold water.
I'm so extremely tried everything to save
But love must have been a shelf life ...

Run to me, run
Neither me, nor does not lie
Run yourself take care of ...
But run, run ...