Текст песни Оргия Праведников White As Lilies

White as lilies was her face,
When she smiled, she beguiled;
Quitting faith with foul disgrace,
Virtue service thus neglected,
heart with sorrows hath infected

When i swore my heart her own,
She disdained, I complained;
Yet she left me overthrown,
Careless of my bitter grieving,
Ruthless bent to no relieving.

Oh! That love should have the art,
By surmises and disguises,
To destroy a faithful heart;
Or that wanton-looking women
Should reward their friends as foemen.