Французский поцелуй [Frantsuzkiy potseluy] [English translation]

Our meeting is like a special task,

Just a will to win.

Do you understand that only a confession

Will shorten the distance?

A minute later the pilot will turn south

And seven thousand meters above the ground

You are my lover-hero, not just a friend,

But I don’t believe this.

I burn in fire, put it out, blow it out,

I’ll give you a French kiss.

Wings, clouds – everything is so beautiful

But the mission is impossible. (x2)

You turned my ignition key on,

Burning in flames I barely breathe.

Do you understand that our confession

Is a run on a razor's edge?

And let the pilot take us further south,

We will keep our secret.

You are my lover-hero, not just a friend,

But this is not a coincidence

I burn in fire, put it out, blow it out,

I’ll give you a French kiss.

Wings, clouds – everything is so beautiful

But the mission is impossible. (x4)

• Artist:NikitA (Ukraine)
• Album:Машина (2009)