Текст песни Theodor Bastard - Ухожу

Leaving, easy, as in the waves
Over the trees and herbs, through the fog,
Bird takeoff - and from the edge of sleep and down,
Your breath - as the heart of the swallow rushes,
Further dreams, further limits of land
Further dreams ...
I remember everything that the river took,
As in the waves, through eyelashes, grass, fog ...