Текст песни Skaya, Яна Яновская - Мазафака

It touches in the depths of the soul.
Without cannabis, breathe deeper.
Hold on tight, so that life does not stagger like in the wind, the cry of the soul.
Streams of silence, exploding over this song, is no longer appropriate to ask questions.
Flying away in space, Late.
You need to talk to me.
You need to understand me.
But it seems to me the moon
returns time back.
Over and over, over and over
Forgetting to sleep. It remains to guess.
New card, fact after fact, and after the fact
the deck answers me - MAZAFAKA