Текст песни Weekend - Дельтапланы

In my edge there is a place for you
It does not believe anyone
There is no roof over him and the walls are not built around it.
only deltaplans in the sky slowly fly

There are a thousand roads in my edge
and among them the cherished one
When you choose it myself
To come on her threshold

such as you do not pick up on the way
these themselves choose what and how
Your star is now my faithful sign
she will help me find you

In your eyes the lights of other worlds
and the depth of the tropical seas
I want to look back in them soon
and drown without knowing the shores