Текст песни олеголегович - перед дождём

Before the rain

The bed is dismayed on the floor,
Strong breasts
in the wind
collects whists -
out of the window
Sends God's Hand to Music
What is familiar only to me
Yes, fallen leaves.
Together with dust dancing in a circle
Wait rain,
I am waiting on the windowsill, puddle,
To bring a finger in it.
Droplet - be my guest.
I want to be cut
Even before the night comes.
Waltz leaves
or cold water to choose
I can not solve with the go.
Nature is waiting for my thought.
Whistle will remain
even if in the brain
Let's stop moving sparks.
And let the breasts are striking -
My bed is dismayed -
I forgot what confusion is.
God's music in every limb
In any centimeter of the body.
Both in the heart and in the liver and higher shoulders -
Madness no limit ...