Текст песни adam kesher - Самое тёплое утро

Tell me about those meetings
Where we are not together at night
Where under the sky, as in the heart
Alarm bangs
I'll show you I'm old
Or just a bore
Tell me about Tuscany
The warmest morning
About another's bottomless halo
And the alien revelations
About heavy fat Rome
Where have I not been waiting for oblivion.
Tell in a malleable voice
Like not you - my sweetheart,
Like in the courtyards, terraces
We were not both kissing.
We are not both exactly breathing -
Like a world out of trails
Tell me, because I hear
Only a whisper.

Warmest morning
Adam kesher
May 5 † 2015