Текст песни Пикник - Полететь бы за леса-горы

Lost in a strange city
And the soul shivers in the cold
Where steps Punctured breathing land

pretend passers
Resemble each other
All the way long assume , but no covenant

To fly over forests , mountains
To fly over the mountain - forest
Where to celebrate crystal chimes heaven
Breaking Dawn

Tearing apart the road
Seen netuti happiness
It can be seen with the wind swing that's what I fell

To fly over forests , mountains
To fly over the mountain - forest
Where to celebrate crystal chimes heaven
Breaking Dawn