Текст песни Татьяна Буланова - Неживой букет

Against the will of no one can save
And you can not make love
But, of course, I am disappointed once one
Who wants to be cheated

You are waiting for an answer - yes or no
When he sent his wonderful bouquet
But my answer is not yet ready
After all, your bouquet of dead flowers

Roses of paper - the thrill of petals
Lilies, poppies out of colored silks
Roses of paper, bright red color
Lilies, poppies - lifeless bouquet
As your love lifeless bouquet

You're the expert refined the patient beauty
I do not need your words
Let artificial and beautiful flowers
Only then I myself alive

I'm dead to the beauty of what?
Your flowers I will throw off a bridge
The river water is let it float
Perhaps they may live in it

Roses of paper - the thrill of petals
Lilies, poppies out of colored silks
Roses of paper, bright red color
Lilies, poppies - lifeless bouquet
As your love lifeless bouquet

Against the will of no one can save
And you can not make love
But, of course, I am disappointed once one
Who wants to be cheated
Who wants to be cheated ...

Roses of paper - the thrill of petals
Lilies, poppies out of colored silks
Roses of paper, bright red color
Lilies, poppies - lifeless bouquet

Roses of paper - the thrill of petals
Lilies, poppies out of colored silks
Roses of paper, bright red color
Lilies, poppies - lifeless bouquet
As your love lifeless bouquet