Текст песни
In the hot dance of bacchanalia
Forget your love
Let them, knowing no sorrows
Blood is splashing in a vague heart
To die with a frisky bacchante
Let her tympanum fall asleep
And no one gets up sober
Let everyone be drunk with passion!
Let the moon cast shadows
At her young breasts
Hug her knees
Forget the cold life!
Covering with a burning caress
The bacchante's camp is young
Revel in an old fairy tale
About love, always alive!
After dancing and dancing
You'll cling to her chest
Intoxicated by a sweet fairy tale
Tell the morning: "Wait a minute!"
In the hot dance of bacchanalia
Forget your love
Let them, knowing no sorrows
Blood is splashing in a vague heart
Let the moon cast shadows
At her young breasts
Hug her knees
Forget the cold life!
Covering with a burning caress
The bacchante's camp is young
Revel in an old fairy tale
About love, always alive!
Let the moon cast shadows
At her young breasts
Hug her knees
Forget the cold life!
Covering with a burning caress
The bacchante's camp is young
Revel in an old fairy tale
About love, always alive!
