Текст песни vintage.beat - время несётся, скоро наш полёт

Time rushes , soon our flight ,
Pulse beats more often , feelings are on the rise
Your oblivion is the only oppressed ,
Inside, someone did not like he did not understand.

I was looking , I shine your eyes
I was looking for , the sweetness of the lips and love phrases
I searched and found in the words of the absurd ,
Near death , but feelings for you will not go away .