Текст песни Ева Краузе - Цветок

a small child approached me on the street,
while I slowly smoked
He handed me a flower and asked me to have kept his
I put a flower in a secret pocket of his shirt
and forgot

They were days, weeks
changing people, landscapes, life colors dimmed arrogance
the dog that lonely, but quietly whined in transition
It has long walks somewhere not here

grayness of life is drawn into the vortex of terrible snaps
I do not know what to say friends
I only knew how to open your mouth,
to enjoy a coffee outside the house

I go, unfortunately, the rain
lost a beloved friend
my heart seemed about to explode
 and I throw myself into the heap of empty and always busy with something people
with a dead stone instead drop soul

I sat down on the curb
I took a cigarette mouth
and, with trembling hands, looking for the light
I felt sodden
the most distant
most valuable
flower.

my heart overflowed misty smog
He flashed just one thought in mind:

"I have not kept

could not. "

(S) Eva Krause
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