Текст песни моя мишель - Цветные Сны

Maybe she fell asleep, tired and-
It does not become.
I'm drowning in the heat
Under the blanket.
And do not look for me,
And do not call me.

Remote countries,
Desert caravan -
It is not strange,
And only a dream wish.
And do not look for me,
And do not call me.

In these dreams, pink,
Beige dreams
I - a cloud in trousers.
In these dreams, bronze,
Cream dreams
Swim in the waves.

Here crews
All ships of paper,
The waters are not terrible,
Beautiful and brave.
They swim and I
And do not call me.

In these dreams, pink,
Beige dreams
I - a cloud in trousers.
In these dreams, bronze,
Cream dreams
Swim, swim, swim, swim ...