Текст песни Вертинский Александр - Наши встречи

Our meeting minutes of our meeting, casual,
But I'm waiting for them, love them, and you?
I will not tell others of our little secrets
Our secrets about the Pick-up dreams.
Is it possible to prohibit the eyes smile
It is a shame, another loving
Come and go, but through the eyes of touch,
Only the eyes touch you.
Who invented all "the necessary" - "do not"?
You just need to remember to save
Hatred and love of a proud look,
And contemptuous shrug of the shoulders.
After all, it is lined days
Only minutes boundless,
After living so long flowers.
Our meetings - instantly,
Our meetings are random.
But I'm waiting for them, love them, and you?