Текст песни Далі - Цвіркун

It was as if something had died in the grass.
As if winter became spring .
So , though , the summer rainy.
Awful rain .

Fell tear on rose petals,
Narcissus ceased to love yourself
Violets lost its color purity.

A tree from the time
Bilsche never bloomed ,
Because they were sad ,
What sun kill cricket.