Текст песни Люся Чеботина - June song

This sweetest June
The best perfume
Light of the night
My blue-eyed delight
My dearest friend
I beg for the end
This feels like torture
I guess it’s fortune
I’m doing alright
Doing alright
Doing alright
Having no right
To do it right
Although we’ve got
Our magic might
Having no right
Just for one ride
I know we’re done
But never mind