Текст песни Kova - Магия какая-то

A strange kind of magic,
When I see you, I can open the gates of heaven,
The heart is filled with sadness, if not close,
And because the soul stretch out rhymes chain,
His head whirled as if in a waltz people
Please let me go, let me go
To find the way, to get lost in transit
But this utopian dream, you know that I will return
Where going anywhere, the way through the dense forest even make
Before your bed, it will be difficult to pick up a heap of words
Need a dozen, not to leave the residue of resentment.
This spring is probably the most, and it was not before,
It is my dream winter accents of tenderness.
And I chunks of ice then melted in hot tea
I am flying in the clouds, but the fire did not have enough fire.
Day by day, someone is waiting for you, bring coffee.
Let it be like a movie, "She's the needle, and you morphine."