Текст песни Андрій Клименко - На третьому поверсі

On the third floor, as on an island
In the summer at the bottom, you want to be an adult to me.
You feel guilty, you want to be hospitable
With coffee in hand.

And you have so much sun,
I warmed up and didn't see -
Happiness seemed in my hand.
Reach out with your hand
hold on to the sky
What else do we need? ..

Seek side by side in the solitude of your own pride
Don't believe the joy in you.
Indulge in fluidity, resist tenderness
And think where you are.