Текст песни princess of north sudan - эдем

Each new tomorrow
It becomes yesterday.
I close shutters,
I want to wait for the best time.

In the meantime, there are a couple of hours,
To swim down
In the waves of distant warm waters.
Where fever deaf-doubt
Our way to edoo
Close to Iron Cans.

I go to the touch on the labyrinths of sweet dreams,
And I will not shine lights for a long time of the stars.

You woke me out
At the beginning of that spring.
I finally realized,
What I dreamed of these dreams.
Among thick hair,
My palm found peace.
And I play again
In love with himself.

Each new tomorrow
It becomes yesterday.
I close shutters,
I want to wait for the best time.