Navernoe, eto moi rai-
Iskat' ego otrazhene
V predmetah chernogo tseta
Tak blizko kazhetsya nebo,
Kogda glaza tsveta rai

Navernoe, eto moi rai-
Iskat' ego otrazhene
V predmetah chernogo tseta
Tak blizko kazhetsya nebo,
Kogda glaza tsveta rai

I horosho, chto on ne znaet pro takuyu kak ya,
I chto v mechtah moih vanil'nye snezhinki- zima,
A pod shagami bosonogimi meteli i led.
On bol'she nikogda iz myslei moih ne uidet.

I mne ne stydno zakrichat'
O tom, chto eto lyubov'
Ego slova na z minuty tak prozhigli moyu krov'
Ya prodolzhayu povtoryat' sebe, chto vse horosho,
No ponimayu, on mne nuzhen,
Nuzhen eshe.

Navernoe, eto moi rai-
Brodit', sryvalaya bukety.
Tak ih, spasaya ot vetra,
I vrat', chto daryat tsvety

Konechno, esli b ne ty,
Ya ne vstrechala b passvety
Tvoei holodnoi planety,
V kotoroi delyat mosty.

I horosho, chto on ne znaet pro takuyu kak ya,
I chto v mechtah moih vanil'nye snezhinki- zima,
A pod shagami bosonogimi meteli i led.
On bol'she nikogda iz myslei moih ne uidet.

I mne ne stydno zakrichat'
O tom, chto eto lyubov'
Ego slova na z minuty tak prozhigli moyu krov'
Ya prodolzhayu povtoryat' sebe, chto vse horosho,
No ponimayu, on mne nuzhen...

I horosho, chto on ne znaet pro takuyu kak ya,
I chto v mechtah moih vanil'nye snezhinki- zima,
A pod shagami bosonogimi meteli i led.
On bol'she nikogda iz myslei moih ne uidet.

I mne ne stydno zakrichat'
O tom, chto eto lyubov'
Ego slova na z minuty tak prozhigli moyu krov'
Ya prodolzhayu povtoryat' sebe, chto vse horosho,
No ponimayu, on mne nuzhen,
Nuzhen eshe.