Текст песни Элли Смит - Так мало лета

I collect ash
I remember flames
Which once called
Brooch on the wind
How to throw in words
Ups for falling joy and pain
Piled wind
With autumn foliage
Snowflakes dust I.
Glitter lights
No longer need to go after you
No longer a meeting of closed doors

In silence night
Whispering the first mestel
Wrapped in plaid
Hopefully waiting for april
Already lost course
The ship's memory ship
Bars of those warm days

I collect Persecad
Inflatable flames
It once dreamed about the sky
I brag on the wind with nightmarish dreams
Cold silence ringing glasses
Permanent fire covering
From the jewelry and dampness of your hearts
I have changed
Now I understand that this is not the end

In concrete cells so little light
In cheap fairy tales so much nonsense
In the loud words so little truth
In your love so few summer

Ooooooooo!
Ooooooooo!