Текст песни Dremkoil - Намели

I dried my life piled up
You do not ask , do not look like I'm dying
I will break itself
until I see the clouds

I do not hear the rain
not pochuyu air
I will not die quickened znochalno
even a cup of tea
Not ozhivёsh you my soul Zaya
Though I dream of the sea clouds
At least but I just breathe a pure soul
without dying before your eyes
I Vostan from hell
And you go out At least from the human backside
I 'm out of the gray mass
I Vostan of land
I am the one that is good inside
You do not ask , do not look like I'm dying
I will break itself