Текст песни Диана Арбенина и Евгений Дятлов - Самба белого мотылька

You're so fond of bright colors
That on them like a butterfly fluttered ,
And giving fans a dream
Heart no one promised .
But a bright red fire flower
You want to rip once ,
And again, like a white moth
On its radiance flew .
Only be a hard
Friendship flame moth .

Samba white moth
The outdoor lights ,
How would thin wings singed,
Yes a little better without angst
Live like white moths ,
And summer is not far from the land itself .

It is imperative to live well
Choosing what sweet heart ,
He did not much , but obzhёg ,
And she loved but not for long .
In general, hard to go well
Friendship flame moth .

Samba white moth
The outdoor lights ,
How would not singe thin wings .
Yes a little better without angst
Live like white moths ,
And summer is not far from the land itself .