Lyrics: Гарцкия Баграт Гурамович
Music: Гарцкия Баграт Гурамович
I'm going down to my Janine
But I can see the wall, I hear some rumors of her talk
I write a poem, sure you will love
But I can't see your brown hair, you can be everywhere but there
Im looking for my love, Janine
But I think that's how life to be and I will accept that you will free
Everytime I see some drawings
Of some tangled up signs, it's all that you place in your mind
Oh, my love
Im searching for my love
Where Janine has lost?
Shades of silhouette, in smoke like cigarette
Guess I need some wax for my candelight
Searching for my major light, rain put out my candlelight
If you know where Janine has left, tell me where she at
You never know, Janine, my love
That I have turn the seas away, I tried to find you anywhere
Tell me I'm lost, don't make me cry
I hope you couldn't cut the line of the telephone wire
Tell me I'm lost, don't make me cry
Guess I'm just deadbeat boy, keep beating my horn