Текст песни Тайм Аут - Про морковь

Tremble knees by reckless life
The eye in the clouds with yellow flashes.
From the mountain came down the green-red ghost,
I'm surprised curly slope.

From the top of the stairs down to the ravine,
These ladders scattered carrots.
I dismiss the branches to the zoo,
I let their blood to the sky.

And let there be a cow path traversed -
I will still be able to catch it.
Lawn forgotten stolen weather
Running Head oranges kiss.

The stream flows carelessness in my palm,
Closing his eyes, his hands catching bricks.
Cow hid in the bush from the chase,
Head sinks in oranges and shouts:

"I call on the bald rains,
To the forest to them solemnly sprouted,
He loved riding since childhood, I rats,
Bretelni shave put me a question. "