Штат МичигаН - Индейское лето
текст песни

I know you haven't forgotten
How the sky came down from the peaks
Where the sea has not yet cooled down
In headphones Zveri and Spleen
The lights were shining on us
Bonfires of love
Lighthouses of a forgotten land.
Warm days
Where we were alone
Who stole these dreams
Our Indian summer
Without fear of problems and worries
Sitting on a cliff somewhere
And watch the round dance of the stars
Castle washed away by the wave
Someone else will build it again
But your footprint is in the wet sand
The memory still remains in me
Our Indian summer
Without fear of problems and worries
Sitting on a cliff somewhere
And watch the round dance of the stars
One day hundreds of roads
Will come together at the appointed time
The night call will wake me up
A familiar voice will quietly say
Hello! It's me