Текст песни Миша Май - Белые крошки

Your little world inside as a first grader,
Blind kitten wandering around the yard,
only one you do not agree among millions,
But unless someone knows how to play the game?

You heard something about the relationship, about God and the soul,
You kind of noticed coincidences and miracles
Star ship waiting on the edge of the forest,
But somebody taught you not to throw things.

Hundreds of people fled from here hundreds of times,
We went over the edge, and threw themselves into the loop again
Maddening other already run beyond,
But happiness give anchor "love" here.

You will return in the sense of a fair wind,
The reef in front of the steering wheel to take up the cause,
And even if these flights end,
His peace within that you've created a ...

Thrown from the balcony of white crumb,
Scattered across the sky and lit up,
Pigeons in the morning sun in the window,
Was presented to the world a new life.

Thrown from the balcony of white crumb,
Scattered across the sky and lit up,
Pigeons in the morning sun in the window,
Was presented to the world a new life.

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