Текст песни Flёur - Волна

People are looking out the window
Naming names.
People look at the clock
Recognizing the times.
People are looking at me
People think - drunk? ..
Or maybe sick? ..
And inside of me is a wave.

A turn, followed by a dead end
I will collapse right here
And finish at that moment
Its meaningless route.
People are looking out the window
People think - drunk? ..
Or maybe sick? ..
And they don’t know that the wave ...

She knocked me down
Torn down on stones, torn to pieces,
And, having wounded with shells, she threw it into the sand,
Is there anything in my power?

Call pass
My sweet longing -
I'm lying on the pavement
In a nameless dead end.
Turn, behind it is a wall,
Here lies alone,
She says she’s not drunk
What's inside her wave.

And this wave is already a huge stream,
Torn down on stones, torn to pieces,
And, having wounded with shells, she threw it into the sand,
Is there anything in my power?

People are looking out the window ...
People are looking out the window ...
People are looking at me
People think - drunk? ..
Or maybe sick? ..
And inside of me is a wave.