Текст песни Синдром Ван Гога - Невероятно

I rolled over the planet,
But still no one fell.
The end of the last light
I do not come, though advancing.

Everything moves,
Even we, when we see dreams.

And, to be honest, we
Do not run away from the spring.
All the answers are simple -
The sheets are clean first.

It's my fault,
I'm at the equator
There has come.
And untwisted
The sky is made of cotton,
It is fraught with
For luminaries.

Stability is important artist,
The same cobbler, not an artist.
But I'm hopelessly messy,
If I see someone's sketch.

Everything moves,
Even in the shadow of her friends lips.

I love the warmth of your hands,
Hearts staccato patter,
And any louder the sound,
When you're more than a friend.

Incredibly,
It's nice
Everytime.
After all, each of us
This is a moment,
gesture
Peace phrases.