Текст песни Виктория Майер - 02. Мой Автобус

My bus

My bus was smiling,
Askew backed route,
Stumbles over the potholes,
Yielding resounding thud

At the heart of the world. expect
your penetration
In my personal space
And I look again at the time.

I wove a moment two stitches
The Fennec iridescent sun.
The wind sang him cradle
About chestnut pacer.

Howled the motor. Blaring orchestra.
Björk screamed.
In the membrane: "Sorry" -
You said, I whispered:

"Everything is fine. Do not touched
(You almost to the quick) "
I beheld the dorsal ridge:
You're sitting in a minefield

Newborn summer
With variable winds.
Here is another comet
He flew between us,

Here's another band
With magnetic vocals,
That cleared the place -
I'm going to cover a couple.

And intertwined in that moment nodes
Two coaxial condition -
You and I ... No good-bye,
Not yet ... Only look.