Текст песни Сны Африканца - Чувствую сердцем

And I would like
Win a prize
But no luck.
Hardly
Has ever been
Such a boring season.
I'm alone again
And the militants will not save
For all programs and body
channels of the country.

What, what I want, flew out of my head
One hundred thousand new ideas, but not about that
I feel it with my heart.

My hate is sleeping
And i feel good
How many extra things are in us
I wonder.

And I would like
Watch for hours
Out the window
But there outside the window
Girls and
My friends are with them.

What, what I want, flew out of my head
One hundred thousand new ideas, but not about that
I feel it with my heart.