Текст песни лечу с крыши - воспоминания лета вихрем

flying
hair fluttering in the wind, today is our summer again
you are in that cloud
you smile, looking at mom, you were born recently
and in another cloud you are old-old
gray as cotton wool
you are like cotton candy
and so I wash your crumbs off my face
they fly off the wind
ant people crawling below
they don't care about the clouds as sweet as life
and I crash?
you are not - you were inside me and died
red tulips sway in the wind in honor of us
they cry like dew, they see the clouds and my memories best
everything is mixed in my head
and blood and thoughts
now everything, nothing ...