Текст песни ЧИ-ЛИ - Она сама по себе

It is quite another ,
She loves flowers ,
She plays the love
She itself .

In her eyes, the heavens
Her words like a fire
All the time you sting .

Chorus:
And when something suddenly
Streets there on the spot
With this wind , that will destroy her town ,
And for her to remember
Will you sometimes.

She walks alone,
Not even throwing " is "
It 's good to be a ,
Her poems fire.

Her apartment is empty
She does not like things
And only the wind lives with her ...