Текст песни Hi-Fi - Седьмой лепесток

Aromas of vanilla , cotton candy clubs
Me float away disappearing
Braids braided vine
Putting a smile and a bit of tears

And the rain on the windows draws
Recalling your kisses
The thing is that the rain is no risk
And I 'm afraid I lost you

I can not be bored
I am very sick, I almost die
And somewhere and you do not know anything
And I'm afraid I lost you

You Malaya Ordynka on Khreschatyk I
On Funny pictures we do not find ourselves
We stayed in the award may be lucky
Mountains and grass blessing in the seventh petal

And the rain on the windows draws
Recalling your kisses
The thing is that the rain is no risk
And I 'm afraid I lost you

I can not be bored
I am very sick, I almost die
And somewhere and you do not know anything
And I'm afraid I lost you