Текст песни Нина Будасси - не сходятся мысли с чужими словами

I'm building a house from cardboard
Master of good taste
I do not know the boundaries of the territories,
Patience and where it is necessary to give, to live

I know what dreaming
And lovers of spring
Separate from the general background
Carved facades stubbornly prevents live

The strange thought
I know that love comes
Do not hesitate to call me do not call
Send invitations, and she is waiting for something,
Do not go, waits

Aimed directly and grohnet
Fairway push the boundaries
And Bluebirds blow my sky
So
And there is the one who hurt so throws

It
It should be at the threshold of the door and drums
Open
Its bullets are not hurt, they kill
Dream,
If you want to get out or were
Give,
All requests and believe she will try
Affection

In the evening we hear different sounds
Read other people's thoughts and hands
Feel the pulse where the veins empty into the palm

I do not agree with other people's thoughts words
But to build the bridges themselves are fragile
So you want to avoid scalds, thrown into the fire

It
It should be at the threshold of the door and drums
Open
Its bullets are not hurt, they kill
Dream,
If you want to get out or were
Give,
All requests and believe she will try
Affection

It
It should be at the threshold of the door and drums
Open
Its bullets are not hurt, they kill
Dream,
If you want to get out or were
Give,
All requests and believe she will try
Affection