Текст песни Женя Белоусов - Голуби целуются

An old street doves kissing
Apples ripe groan gardens.
There a good evening waiting for you trustingly
The boy shy , well , what do you do ?

Chorus:
What do you cry , Well , what is it?
The first word of the second expensive.
What are you crying , why such grief ?

Laugh , please be happy again ,
The first word is more expensive than the second ,
The first word is more expensive than the second ,
It's a pity...

Street vintage quiet innocent ,
Garden lights midnight your window .
And I will pass around a lone maple ,
How long have I been here a long time.