Текст песни atlantida project - под слепым дождём

Under the blind rain outside the house in the morning
Windows and angles in the patterns of thin,
Embroidered silk clouds,
I pulled the hand holding the needle ...

Under the blind rain laughing spirits
In ceramics swollen radu-
zhnaya band went into the field
groups, voice of sleep over the ear ...

Under the blind rain collected in the field
And the woods are two types of harvest:
The first through the needle and thread,
And hang to dry on a window.

A second cook quite a bit -
It helps to remember the infinite,
It grows in the autumn in the field
And it creates wise carelessness.

And yet a huge question mark,
And yet a huge question mark,
And yet a huge question mark,
And another huge sign ...