Текст песни Belgian Unknown - Filtered

In the sky
The dark blue pieces
I place all points
On the way to you

In the sky
The light blue is very
I take a look in your eyes
And forget the name
It is seen

It is seen
aircraft lights
And smile pilot
And tickets inheritance
squared

What are you going to say to me
The voice hoarse
Nobody hears
What do you tell
After all the tears are not visible
offensively
shame

mile
Yards and kilometers
The wind
Soars into the sky
Goodbye and until the summer

Dar-dar
It does not just weasel
My quiet tale
He lives in you

What are you going to say to me
The voice hoarse
Nobody hears
What do you tell
After all the tears are not visible
offensively
shame

In the sky
The dark blue pieces
Do not fold the pictures
nasty universe
No wholeness of the world

view
And you can undress
We'll find a place
I'm the groom, the bride you
Instead

pain
On the coffee table
On the bed and in the bathroom
At work early
torn tights

What are you going to say to me
The voice hoarse
Nobody hears
What do you tell
After all the tears are not visible
offensively
shame