Текст песни Che Francisco - Босиком по росе

And the wind blows me in the back , in the shoes water
Somewhere lost in the last umbrella of her life.
do not care about angina and rain nonsense.
You understand, I'm stuck , though you lei , though not lei .
Empty lane , followed by a turn.
Carefree driver puddle will hire.
I like zombies coming for you the third year.
My legs - the motor . I'm going to sunset .

Someday I 'll be with you .
I'll tell you & quot; good morning & quot ;.
This is such a simple word
And pleasant as Kama Sutra .
I'll comb at dawn,
Braid your hair in braids .
We meet together a good morning
And leave the street without permission .

Just barefoot in the dew ,
On someone else's band .

And where are my wings so I can fly
To the desired dream your blue eyes.
every day we are closer . must be endured
Lonely night illegible phrases.
Flocks of birds to the south, goodbye fly .
They probably sad to hobnob with the rain .
They as well as I fly to the sunset .
Saying goodbye , wave them with the wind together.

Someday I 'll be with you .
I'll tell you & quot; good morning & quot ;.
This is such a simple word
And pleasant as Kama Sutra .
I'll comb at dawn,
Braid your hair in braids .
We meet together a good morning
And leave the street without permission .

Just barefoot in the dew ,
On someone else's band .