Текст песни Чудак с жёлтых равнин - Нулевые координаты

And can someone draw the sea?
Snow around to so cold ,
As winter .

And the crazy sea seemed nice ,
As happens in Crimea ,
Damn comfortable.

Salty air to be felt by all cells ,
And calls ,
It was not rare .

And on the floor scattered memories
Not pulled,
And the soul is not pulled out .

And then pulses with an infinite charge
We burn a memory ,
Coming back
In the zero position

And the thought of you to not to demolish the head
And it is not quenched
Sound waves

And there was the crazy flight
Beyond the atmosphere ,
While not warmer .