Chorus.
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let the month of May make us dizzy,
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don't disappear, don't change me,
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I'm not so excited by another buzz, how to be with you it's my life
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Roller
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with her by the hand, and what could be better than her warmth,
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this look among the lost souls,
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fluttered into my life and I melted right there,
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this is a white dance, friend, the white dance is spinning,
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ruffle ribbon of white lace,
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southern velvet, sapphires and pearls,
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with her everything I need is to have dinner with her,
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disappear with it, sink into the abyss,
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Zeus with the bride union of asbestos, by the wrist,
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from the pool to bad weather, then back to the pool where happiness will cover,
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rushing without a suit would not be an abyss, with her like a hawk,
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while the pieces of meat have a rainy day, hello sun,
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everything is clear with her, everything is clean with her, not slept with her,
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but if necessary, then I will shoot lightning from the wing, sweetie, come here.
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Chorus.
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let the month of May make us dizzy,
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don't disappear, don't change me,
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I'm not so excited by another buzz, how to be with you it's my life
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Roller
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here with the wolves froze, the rosary between the fingers,
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with her we will still catch up, cover with petals,
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the very most under the very heavens,
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someday I'll probably remember and smile,
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how, without breaking off, hung on the pipe for hours,
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and now if the wing does not lift, then the sleigh will go into business,
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to be honest, I haven’t even started yet, while they got tired,
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ambulance to Moscow from Ryazan, completely pink with suitcases at the station, without delay,
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they don't know us, this is our spring, it will stay with us,
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in this novel she lies down in sheets,
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sweetie come here to me.
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Chorus.
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let the month of May make us dizzy,
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don't disappear, don't change me,
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I'm not so excited by another buzz, how to be with you it's my life |