Текст песни Beatrice - А знаешь,с весной я перестала быть чистой...

you know, with the spring I have ceased to be clean
in novels written by quotations lies.

you mow now under the visiting tourists,
and think in silence - than she cares?

walk in the park, smoky squares
breathing and desperately looks that,
who does not filter the his speech, manners
and it seems to be genuinely funny.

who do not forgets the beautiful views,
and who compose the monologue in the whole volume.
Come on, admit it, you were not a soldier,
you just cover with a spectacular party.

Now what thoughts? you admire her?
it is now, my friend, it is not sad.

and this spring you have already absorbed,
and, you know, because she is no longer alone.

© Rhett Butler