WsW - Этюд - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I am lying under the blue sky waking up,

I catch my hands drunk, I enjoy the clouds,

handsome gamms, smiling,

The sun is kissing with tulips,

Listening to the murmur of water and bird singing,

There are no boundaries for them, a clean page,

Another spring and summer, flowers come to life,

From a kiss of sunlight,

It’s good somewhere and somewhere bad

I have fun, but it happens lonely,

This is my life, she plays notes like music,

either sad, then kind, after the rise, take -offs,

Changes Reference, change of sad samples,

then the truth, then climb, there is one pattern,

After tears, I always smile, I am lazy, but then I try anyway,

lies, but after that the truth spins, because after the rain,

Always replacing a rainbow, a beautiful color scheme,

Pouring, caring and warming like a native mother ...

This museum plays, with a good bright one,

recalling tears on the file,

At the same time, I flashing my girlfriend’s girlfriend,

BKZBOTTOT childhood, green knees, school days,

shine in blue eyes, the first heart is cracking,

Loneliness in the eyes, fear and courage,

somersault beer and guitar, cookies milk cupcakes,

Smiles kisses couples, first sex,

Flowers and booze fragments, moments are warm,

After all, they are most of them, it is impossible or possible,

did not matter in the past, my inspiration, muse,

Knocking on the door, rarely coming, spent into lines and purchases, I was looking for a mirage of talent, no, I

did not become a poet

But he found a musician who wrote the soundtrack,

my life of all, do not understand texts,

It’s simple enough to sit and listen to music,

She is like a light wind, blowing a breeze,

sad and cheerful whim,

forced to think and smile,

And you can also kiss, rejoice in children,

their first steps, funny words, smiles and anger,

become kind and more fun, with a warm smile,

I want my life to merge with this music ...

She was like a southern wind, like a warm night, like a swollen sail under the stars, not at all like

Life, the broad bright ones were opened, it seemed that the stream of an unhealthy life seemed to be noisy, and the trigger disappeared

The border was lost, there were only brilliance, melody and love, and it was simply impossible to understand that there is somewhere

need, suffering and despair, such music sounds ...