Текст песни Полина Фомина - Русские горки

I drink your scent
(Storm starts from the beginning of the line)
in kilometers
road rolled tape
Step by step
The sky from under his feet .
Resounding knock.
And you are not alone .

This is a very good question ,
But it is a bad idea :
On the west face
Waiting for sunrise at altitude.
Sparkles on the street
Hot July .
I'm waiting for a traffic light ,
And I stand passage .

( Lyrics and music Polina Fomina )