Текст песни ГрафЭст - Воздух пахнет...

The air smells rain and sandalwood,
Sweetheart of early morning.
I do not want a swag, nor scandals,
{All this is vytyny, and stupid}

I would now enjoy dawn,
In the sky, it would be impossible to ask for forgiveness,
For the fact that I do not live lightly,
And chase for someone else's feelings.

The air smells sandal and clover.
{Stars hiding I gently for the sinus.
They bring me my fingers to the radiant north,
Thunderstorms accelerate, drought drought.}

The air smells like holy waiting,
Herbs are spicy, fresh, stuffy.
Dawn performs any desires,
If we become obedient if we are obedient.