Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Поцелуй.

How is it , when you kiss ?
As it is, contact the lips ?
The first kiss will never forget ,
Similarly , and weave your hands .

The kiss is not like anything special,
No unusual in appearance ,
But not everyone has the ability,
Kiss of the present , even if familiar.

Touching his lips ,
As if the two are merged into a single soul ,
Kissing under the snow ,
Or hot summers , sliding on the backs of hands.

I've probably forgotten what it is,
Kissing someone
Spring , fall, winter or summer ,
I forgot feeling like I loved someone .