Текст песни Green Sun Club - Марокко

I close my eyes, I imagine
It remains to me an hour or a night or two
Two weeks in which fourteen days
Am I going to die
No I do not need your miracles there
I would only grass and a bit of heaven
And good dreams last bezoblochnyh
The sky seems to be the sea
In the orange kingdom Moroko
the rains
In these stars I slept
Head lift you and see
In the orange kingdom Maroko
war begins
That is over the summer and then
Spring came ...

Spring

I leave in the given black and white dreams
Snatches of memory with the root bridge
photos exactly laughing persons
For that much winter
Let the sun warm my cold
In my veins frozen blood and anguish
Among the hundreds of passers-by, I know you
The sky seems to be the sea