My Most (Самый, самый)
Do you know that you talk in your sleep?
Strangest things I hear you say...
In my mind, a carousel spins
But you return when you go away
Seems that somebody calls you
To try out a new role
Seems like they cannot hold you
That means I'm the best of all.
My most, my most, my most, my most precious person
My most gentle, you're my dearest.
Our most, our most, our most confusing love
You came up with it yourself.
So the sky is dark this morning,
Crying tears instead of rain.
What time is it? Well, I have to leave
Too bad it's not Saturday.
If you want to, here, have a smoke
Buy yourself something with tea.
Just a few hours without love
Remember, I'll miss you greatly.
Slowly floating by, all the floors
Legs again pull me back home.
"So, how long have we been together?"
I hear through the telephone.
Even with a million eyes,
Yours I'll always recognize.
Even with a million words,
I'll underline, "I miss, I love".
My most gentle...
Bitter Chocolate (Горький Шоколад)
Bitter chocolate, sweet tea
This is how it all comes out to be.
So, whose fault is it?
Bitter chocolate, chocolate, choco, choco, choco...
I'm calling you all the time,
Called you many times
And every time you deny,
Me, you deny.
Too many words have been said
I won't speak more till I'm fed
I'll go to the kitchen and drink...
So I call you and scream that I want to see
You, and I rush to the phone every time that it rings
And if I don't speak on cue,
In answer, I'll hear your words:
"I want to be with you!"
There is a call on the phone, A call on the phone
The answering machine's on. It is on.
Our conversation records. It will record.
And I'll find out why you need me.
When the night turns into dawn, will turn into dawn
You will be crying and the rain will fall
It will record all the words of our love
Our love. Our love.
Bitter chocolate, chocolate. Sweet tea.