cloud atlas - Мухи
текст песни

We walk along the street - hand in hand
And in the loopholes of your eyes gray vata cloud
You have fun, I continue to lie to myself
Senior grades a graduate do not pull in bed
Two years will pass, but in your eyes
The weather will not change. Someone told me
"Take the dress from the cabinet and run soon
For a long time there will still be enough longing "

Flies die from boredom
Where we cross our hands. I
I dive with my head into your swamp
I drove, remembered
Well, why did you recognize you? I
Everything is waiting for something, someone

You see, these are things with a waterfall in a suitcase
And what the hell are you leaving yourself?
However, thank God, there is no one to blame
All the same, it is not enough for the spirit to dump the first
The forecast is clear within a radius without you
However, I captured the umbrella in vain
It rains no longer on my planet
But you will not guess the place where you laugh