Текст песни Сёма Гринберг - Лес

We are sick.
So it happened.
From the wall to the country
As in books.

Fly.
Would we know
How to sing.
Until spring
Vertette
under the arm.

The forest will noise.
Will look.
knocks out a bid.

Wait.
Song writing.
with meaning.

Way.
Take a look at the sky.
Rocity.