Текст песни Анастасия Дубова - Амулет

Let my ridiculous of dream
sleep like kittens in a cradle,
quietly nursing their
graying autumn ...

I do not want, do not want to goodbye
Come and play, play my flute,
I know the smell of your hair
in the ripe ears ...

Do not you go, do not hold me in his belt,
I so nearly falls back
swan in the light of your hands,
like a wounded soldier ...
and flying our magical train
under fire in sunspots,
Do not look, do not look,
Do not look, do not look back! ..

Collect stars to me in a basket,
let them show the track
But right on the compass
confused arrow circling -
This is your amulet practice witchcraft,
with turquoise planet magnet -
and calls, and rings, and burning ...