Iliya Zagorov
At The Bar
LYRICS
I watched how secretly looking at me with eyes,
stood and had no money in his pocket,
unknown for me was you,
and for a moment I was confused!
for you will be just a drop of rain,
I even you another man,
fire in your eyes, asking me burn!
Otton of your eyes, asking me burn!
Chorus :
I sit quietly at the bar
and enthuse cigarette,
and face burns me yours!
now you bow, then
know will regret -
poor soul is not paradise!
for you will be only a drop of rain,
she even you another man,
fire in your eyes, asking me burn!
Fire in your eyes, asking me burn!
Chorus:
I sit quietly at the bar
and enthuse cigarette,
and face burns me yours!
now I bow, then
know will regret -
poor soul is not paradise!