Текст песни Поэты упали - Чо то специальное

I wake up from the patter of rain on the window sill,
I collect the pieces of yesterday's excitement.
Can I have this lingering tremor
Proclaim their lives
And let the faith to go their own way?

Rearrange to the left lane,
Slightly in the direction
A little on the place.
Look through the light,
There, where you least expect
Seeing someone special.

Foggy morning quietly greets me,
I smell the tailwind,
In her quest for ever I go away,
I desire to streamline their lives,
That gives me confidence that we will cross.

Rearrange to the left lane,
Slightly in the direction
A little on the place.
Look through the light,
There, where you least expect
Seeing someone special.

And she's here to write on my skin your name
Kissing in the rain,
* Support me and relieve pain
In a world that has gone mad ...

* - Verbatim .: keep my head