Текст песни Борис Моисеев - Маленький Париж

The first verse :
Well, hello how are you and the morning snowstorm chalk
Raffle frost on the glass bouquets of roses
I love laughing and I understand that too from you
Well then hello

Chorus:
Little Paris , my world - it's a small Paris
It is sad that funny forever different
Little Paris , my world - it's a small Paris
A world where every day with you - it is a holiday .

The second verse :
Frozen on the branches like rubies in silver
Bullfinch Bullfinch whisper secretly about love
I write on the glass that I 'm waiting for you
But the cold to a warm if not near you

Chorus ( 2x).