Текст песни Антон Черноусов - Слепой

Blind

Spring shines brightly, moon above the clouds,
so white, daylight.
And I would have silushki, I’m probably sick
I don’t fly.
It remains to examine the blue with hands,
to foot down.
See the fog, paint nature
blind, waiting for a letter here.

And I would fly with the birds,
seeing off the clouds.
I feel like the sky is warming
hands are like earth.
I will see through the void
what needs to be changed.
You feel so hungry
when the blind goes dancing.

My heart breathes brightly, loudly
hard, on a grand scale.
Hoping on the face, forgetting
yourself in the shower.
Acutely resist to give,
in redemption of love.