Текст песни dругой ветер - oт сентября до сентября

& quot; FROM SEPTEMBER TO JUNE & quot;

Sick sun city
Draws your portrait .
And lips stuck on tracks
Chewy sweets .
Shards come true hopes,
Lost in dreams,
Blank calendars.

How are you always go to bed ,
And you see dreams , and I do not care
That our drunken dawn
Counting the days of September
Until September.

All this does not make sense to lay
As the size of a single line .
And if you can go on living ,
Pluck -and-run
There, where the time loop
Through the silhouettes of dreams
All happen again .

How are you always go to bed ,
And you see dreams , and I do not care
That our drunken dawn
Counting the days of September
Until September.

[ muses. / ff .: L.Sazonov / L.Sazonov ]