Текст песни Изобретение Вальса - Барселона

You'll find me in my favorite city ,
 In the afternoon , on a hot windowsill .
 Close to a couple of books and a handful of malt ,
 The envelope with the scent of cold,
 Where you will not deceive logic .

 You will enter stealthy showers
 In poludremu sunny Spain ,
 Harnessing our farewell
 Huddling haggard breathing ,
 Blurring horizons name.

 With a kiss , woven from the air ,
 Dissolve in warm dream ,
 Oblivious to each other for a moment ,
 Oblivious to the first touch ,
 Oblivious to the new birth .