Текст песни Каврижка - Свет морской звезды

Beautiful sketch warms you,
There is no more space at the time
In his pants your brass you are tortured
Turn it into hot dough.

Froze the second, froze the wave,
The walls twisted into the cloud of dust,
And the world fill in malice in full,
Mountains of the caves twisted it.

And you nervously run in the light and darkness,
The shelf lies that the most dough,
You will give those mountains of that gentle halave,
And the world will find your place for you.