Текст песни Всеволод Ульянов - Их любят

They don’t like hair color at all,
That someone flickers fiery red
Especially not for eye color and
height,
The green look at his shoulder is shameless.

Adore not for the shape of the lips,
Do not idolize for hobbies,
They’re not looking for the tenderness of hands at all,
Or a giant bust attraction.

Longing to get married not on her feet,
And also do not crave marrying money,
Do not dream about clothes in dreams,
But in reality they don’t dream of earrings.

Cherish the dream is not about the shape of the feet,
Do not cherish the dream of a hairstyle
Do not wait before the holiday a number of curlers
And stilettos sparkling in gloss.

Not a piercing, tattoo or fashion pendant
They want to see in the midst of aging.
They don’t want to hear a fiery moan,
And not even blunders forgiveness.

Not the rejection of human everything
But not accepting God for granted,
No alcohol cognition measures-
Search ideally decided.

They don’t want to see near at all brains
And not a limitless mind,
Wishing to fall not in the grip of a vise,
It’s not true to hear that vision is pricking.

They are loved not at all for timid sadness,
And not for the closets where the outfits languish.
They LOVE them for saying: “I won’t return!” -
They come back to be near.