Текст песни Белый Шум - Сегодня кругом голова

Forest even branch does not peg
In the morning inspecting dreams,
But everything around is nervously breathing
In the fog pink spring

From snow, the slope was released
And gave a snowdrift hand source
To the trunk someone else rushed
Lace-leaf

For a long time and I, like a sheet of fallen
Was dead dead dead
But where he dull day yesterday
Today is the head of the head!

Soul as in a fairy tale sprinkled
Water Thalo snow
And through itself samped itself
With foliage adjacent, with grass