Jah Khalib - ПОРваНО Платье - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The first verse: my palms are on the shoulders, your eyes, they treat so much. My dear, easier, give me, give me, let me press you stronger, love you gently, love you with a splash of emotions, love you rudely, but honestly. Your view from behind, your view from behind, on the hut, chopped hut. At the crimson sunset, we will roll the curtains, I am inadequate, you scream me “Enough!”, Enough, enough, screaming me: “Enough!”. But I like a night curse, because the dress is torn, the dress is torn. Transition 1: Show me more of your wild passion, give me more happiness in your tender look. All your clothes are somewhere under the bed, in the frame your torn dress. Chorus: your dress is torn, your dress is torn. The second verse: for me you are frenzy, you are a fire in this room, your body in bites, I am deep in your pool, the rhythm of our pulse outside the speed. Your hips are like a bomb, baby, explode me completely. Transition 2: Your view from behind, your view is just in order. Swear and iron, slap and stroke. Show ME Your Body. Remember at first you came with a parade, in a beautiful outfit? But, alas, her night curse, because the dress is torn, the dress is torn. Transition: Show me more of your wild passion, give me more happiness in your tender look. All your clothes are somewhere under the bed, in the frame your torn dress. Chorus: your dress is torn, your dress is torn. Transition 2: Your view from behind, your view is just in order. Swear and iron, slap and stroke. Show ME Your Body. Remember at first you came with a parade, in a beautiful outfit? But, alas, her night curse, because the dress is torn, the dress is torn. Autro: show me more of your wild passion, give me more happiness in your tender look, all your clothes somewhere under the bed, in the frame your torn dress, your dress torn, your dress torn.