Текст песни Марсу нужны любовники - Конфеты ешь послаще

Wind blows off roofs last wishes
You just do not look down
And be on time

The wind blows from the roofs past hints
You let go of anxiety
And fly above the earth

And you do not sleep
I woke up very early
lipstick stain
At the mirror stand

Count to ten
And runs away
Whether waiting for a miracle
Fly to the equator

For the land does not hold
Go crazy more often
Candy eat more sweet
Just beware of boredom

Run through the clouds
To catch up the winds
Leaving kilometers
I 'll give you all

Fly to the equator

I 'll give you all