What is the love?
What is the love?
May be a bird.
Singing a song
At win over heart
Mixed in my mind,
Take in my heart
Away
Again and again
Is it too wrong,
But we have to spat.
Raised aboard,
But we have to sell
May be each wins
Take an spare away...
Again and again
Die in the night
What is empted without you
Die in te night
There no star in the sky!
Instant my mind
Take in my heart
Away
Again and again
Death is a life
All in time
I m without you
Its bright
To you whisper
And I
Is it to lain?
Rather to stream
May be it plans
Is never seem.
Rather to played
Burning a hearts away
Again and again
Die is a night
What is empted without you
So what is the love?
Who can explain.
It may be choke or just maid it pain
Rather to win
Take in a spat away
Again and again.
Андрей Макаревич, 1983
| 
