Rita (исполнитель: Marcel Khalife)
Between Rita and my eyes there is a gun And the one who knows Rita Bows and prays To a god in the amber eyes And I kissed Rite when she was small And I recall how she clung to me And the pretty little one immersed my forearm And I recall Rita like when The sparrow recalls its puddle Ah Rita Between us are a million sparrows and a picture And many dates The gun fired at her Rita's name was a celebration in my mouth Rita's body was a wedding in my blood And I was lost for two years with Rita And she slept upon my forearm for two years And we promised to each other on the most beautiful cup And we burned and we burned and we burned and we burned In the wine of two lips And we were born again Ah rita ah rita What turned my eyes away from yours Except two secrets and amber eyes Before this gun Once upon a time oh silence of the evening My moon fled faroff into the morning The amber eyes And the city swept away all the singers and Rita Between Rita and my eyes is a gun, a gun aaahhh a gun