Текст песни Neonavt - Златовласка

Mysterious forest, green paint,
In wet grass runs Zlatovlask.
Drunk fog breath knocks
And my soul reveals my fan ...

Pick up
Make love
I can not calmly -
I remember, I know myself.

As a wounded beast with a desperate look
In a circle, I go, my goal is somewhere nearby.
Laugh from the skies of the ominous stars,
Go back anyway too late ...

We will soon be in the desert blocks,
Forget about all time intervals,
Forget about the forest, forget about the fairy tale.
The wet grass will run out Zlatovlask ...