Jurga - Trouble - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

When I was a child

I was singing with a bird

I was flying with a bee

round’ n’ round – yellow and brown. I had many questions like “Why”? “When”? and

“How”? there were some answers surprising me till now. Refr. “One” is a trouble

“Two” is a couple which often make troubles out of nothing. People are creative – that’s our native: everybody knows rules but they foul up the game. Two days ago I was ready to flow down the river with a blue and white freedom. But then I saw the red skies in Your sad eyes reflecting dying flowers and borning stars – I stopped. Refr. You’re asking me things – I answer You by songs

sometimes it makes You mad but sometimes You smile. I like when You’re smiling

so one time a week I do something stupid like giving names to each one of Your shoes. Refr. The red skies in Your sad eyes…