Спелый мой [Spelyy moy] [English translation]

The author of the words - Mikhail Gutseriev

Music author - Victoria Kokhana

I don't want to be equal with you

Love agrees to be powerless.

With you my words are rebellious, my beloved.

For you, beloved, my lips at night,

I'll shred our heart to blood,

With you, my eyes are shameless, my desired one.

Chorus:

My ripe one, gently kiss me for a long time.

My ripe one, caress my shoulders with your palm.

My delicious, leave a tattoo in my heart.

Dear, tears are a help for a love.

My ripe one, I do not live - I cry.

My ripe one, I cannot do otherwise.

My delicious, my feelings are blind,

My dear, my dear.

I'm ready to be dependent,

Differently agree to be different.

With you, my eyes are boundless, my beloved.

I want to breathe with the lips of passion

I want the sacraments of your love.

With you, all the years are leap years, my desired one.

Chorus:

My ripe one, gently kiss for a long time.

My ripe one, caress my shoulders with your palm.

My delicious, leave a tattoo in my heart.

Dear, tears are a help for a love.

My ripe one, I do not live - I cry.

My ripe one, I cannot do otherwise.

My delicious, my feelings are blind,

My dear, my dear.

Tears are a help for a love.

My ripe one, I do not live - I cry.

My ripe one, I cannot do otherwise.

My delicious, my feelings are blind,

My dear, my dear.

• Artist:Slava