Про любовь [Pro lyubov'] [English translation]

There is a star in my hand

When I put it to my ear it makes sounds

My heart tells me, "all the rest is rubbish"

The sky has no bottom and there are no movie tickets too

Today we will talk till dark about only one thing

About love, about you, about painfully familiar words

Everything that you said to me in the night

About love...

The pieces of the moon are duck-taped together

The people living on the Earth are to blame

The heavens are not to blame

I'll cup my hands to my mouth to shout louder

That's what I live for - to say these words to you.

About love, about you, about painfully familiar words

Everything that you said to me in the night

About love...

• Artist:Fabrika