My love's like a fire in the art gallery
Among the thousands of painting even doors were burnt
Faces and gardens are flaming, the last visitor
Was you, could never find the exit

What a pity, don't cry cuz the death is inevitable
And maybe the doctor in white
Will gift you tightness instead of me
And don't ask to save you from this dreadful revenge
Trust me, if we we'll burn then only together, honey
Then only togethеr, honey

My love's like a firе in the art gallery
Among the thousands of painting even doors were burnt
And only one person freezed in prostration
Oh, why didn't you read the plan of evacuation?

What a pity, don't cry cuz the death is inevitable
And maybe the doctor in white
Will gift you tightness instead of me
And don't ask to save you from this dreadful revenge
Trust me, if we we'll burn then only together, honey
Then only together, honey