Текст песни Кристина Орбакайте - Ясные, светлые глаза

I love to look into your eyes clear
Well now they keep the secret
Are the days passed our red
And if the return back our May
Clear bright eyes I see in the glare of the day
Not measles me where the fun there is a tear
Clear bright eyes I see in the glare of the day
Not measles me where the fun there is a tear
Call my name in a low voice
May be left to other tender
Spun again you have a song-youth
Although passed as white smoke our May
Clear bright eyes I see in the glare of the day
Not measles me where the fun there is a tear
Know I love you like on our first day
I have not seen unravel the mysteries
And she fell in the midst of the shadow of love
And come back again if our May
Clear bright eyes I see in the glare of the day
Not measles me where the fun there is a tear
Clear bright eyes I see in the glare of the day
Not measles me where the fun there is a tear
Clear bright eyes I see in the glare of the day
Not measles me where the fun there is a tear