Текст песни Манускрипт - Лодка

I raised her from the puchin
I pulled out of green slippery paws
Plenitive sludge, mysterious il

Since when - she forgot
As the bottom has since served
And her passion was like power
And in the sky is a wet window
And in the sky is a wet window

And I wanted to return her to life
Got warm and caress
So that everything was like in a fairy tale
In the old good fairy tale

Why again these tears
Rose stretches out of the stone
And at night I look at the stars
Through a wet window
Through a wet window ...