Колибри - Ромашки
текст песни

I'm ready to fall out of the window
Just not itself, only not one
Just not asphalt, but grass, but foliage
And perhaps chamomile

Okay, do it - do so
One
I will tremble alone, like a string
I will replace the winglessness with a wingless.
Particip Wind, perhaps appreciate

I hold the dress by the edge
My parachute will not open
I look at the ground with curiosity
How she, accelerating, flies
There is some kind of fragment glittering
And to the left - daisies ...