Пающие трусы Vasiliok( Tulip)

You’re the only person who understаnds me And you never beat me, though never defend me. You can tell a lot about facial creams The amazing hero of my dreams. You’re so pretty and you smell like a woman, And you spread the recent gossips and rumors, Wearing my stockings you run for champagne, In the end everything is plain: Chorus: That’s because you are gay My lovely sunny ray But unfortunately your tulip Is so far from my rosy lips.