IOWA - Весна - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I no longer stand, I always always swim.

I am only a distance and water without the bottom.

Not fly. I just always

I only have a cold. One.

Closely to me in this air

On wet powder.

Explode cramped.

Only throw under your feet

Sea roots. More

I no longer sing under the flap of the fin.

My century river carries.

Do not dance from the wind in your hands.

Tired in sails fall asleep.

But closely to me in this air,

On wet powder.

Explode cramped.

Only throw under your feet

Sea roots. More (2r)

Thoughts. I am too closely. And I leave pictures in my head. I am on the grass in a barefoot coat, from the hands of an apple, near the tree fog from the branches of ripe. This is not changing the pictures, the pulse changes. But it's wet, I stand in the rain. Strongly shakes deck. I think when it is shattered. Istana, like them with a sandy mouth. I will meet the wave and the sun behind a white board .. and spring

Closely to me in this air

On wet powder.

Explode cramped.

Only throw under your feet

Sea rustles. More