Текст песни Анастасия Лето - Редкая Птица

Not respecting boundaries, yes, I'm a rare bird
(But you got me)

Classify numbers flying with you, I do not know where
Escapes to you, I do not know why
And now it's all over what
Presents calendar number six
Or maybe fate, she is still there
And again, for the umpteenth time, I find it difficult to answer
But I could fall in love with winter summer

Thousands of hot looks, oh how much I should
I dissolve in an instant

Immolation - grief
Fly Away - fly
I did not ask for advice, when to do it
Not respecting boundaries, yes, I'm a rare bird
But you caught me
And I am now your

Infinitely grateful, the other
Do not you managed to make your
How many of them, I do not know
Two or three
But you only me
I found the same raisins
This vibrantly and new to me
Like a glass of champagne - you drink
Amazed silence his fright
Only I'm now more than a friend

Thousands of hot looks, oh how much I should
I gasp and