Текст песни Энзи Nein - Смог

Dawn dissolves again in the bustle of the city
Sun lights will cover the streets thin fingers
For twelve days he could absorb him last prospectus
From the looks of the empty cold will be around.

And somewhere in the spring and to the sky uncontrollably torn flowers
Somewhere primitive fire stars burning before his death
All that troubled heart will disappear when you close
and thine eyes endless fascinating look