Текст песни Юлия Авструб - Карусель

Colored carousel under the sky
The ball is spinning, the blue is spinning.
What was, is and will be with us tomorrow,
Tell me my angel?

Slowly at first
And then even stronger
Accelerates cheerful
Clockwork attraction
And they flicker interspersed
Painted beasts
And merging into a sea of ​​colors
Blur the horizon

Who is the victim, who is the hunter in this race?
Does it really matter. Just have time to run.
Falling into the whirlpool at the bottom of the funnel
We've all learned to lie.

Chorus:

Deserted benches, alleys, arches.
There is nobody. The evening air is spicy.
They forgot to turn us off in the old park.
Our carousel is drunk.

Chorus