Текст песни Springson - Воздух - студийная версия

Well, in the morning I consider poems
And unraded to the world
Weightlessness penetrated into my house

Telephone poison on the lips
Invariably turns into blood
And I will open the window to hear

Air

Lonely fool in the window
Lonely lantern on fire
Lonely shadow on the wall
On the way to your favorite train station
I finally understand that I did not sleep.
That all night composed and believed

Air

And I smile.

June. 2005