Текст песни Настя Полева - Том Сойер

My dear Tom Sawyer, solar mystery
Magic trails and sunsets tea.
Children of the South, it is yours, mercury - its base,
Gave a drop of blood will keep his word.

I see a slow Missouri secret beach,
Nock arrows on copper pines can be trusted,
Believe ...

My dear Tom Sawyer, a day playing hide and seek,
Amazed evil crows from your slingshot.
You find yourself hid in a thicket,
Arches of the church remember your voice ringing.

And with each death you're younger, my fear, my brig,
And with every pain your cheerful laughter of the books,
Your voice...

Easy raft we will take with them,
Azur print our feet,
Calling us gentle surf
In a country where you do not always alone.

And you're always alone ...