Текст песни Упакуй луну, солнце разбери - -слей в чашку океан

He was my North, South, West , my , my East
My six-day work , my holiday delight
Words and their motive, pronouns alloy.
Love, I thought , there is no end . I was wrong.

Constellation went out and no longer see
Up . Pack the moon and the sun Understand
Slay a cup of ocean, forest clean sweep .
From now on, anything they no longer find.