Текст песни Светлана Голубева - Милое моё высочество

Cute my highness!
Getting used to being alone.
Crying or laughing inside out -
Nearby, just want to be near me.
No need to delay,
I look forward to a long day - it is difficult to reach
Before me. The cause of the fire, tender longing
I demand without delay!

Sweet my suffering!
That will give as an excuse
Idle days, cold, empty?
My heart lives at the bottom.
Do not need that used letters in the word -
With lofty phrases headache in the morning.
It is better to leave it on the flesh of the canvas,
When you arrive, the appearance of Christ.

Gentle my majesty!
Inhibits days,
Lived, merged with the membrane glass,
In the dress of coarse varieties of fiber.
We ought to take and go
Just crazy, or just out of the way,
But life is toying wild game.
I need to be with you, with you.