Текст песни Пикник - Заблудились в чужом городе

Lost in a strange city
 And the soul shivers in the cold
 Where steps Punctured breathing land

 pretend passers
 Resemble each other
 All the way so I presume , but there is no covenant

 To fly over forests , mountains
 To fly over the mountain - forest
 Where to celebrate crystal chimes heaven

 Breaking Dawn

 Tearing apart the road
 Seen netuti happiness
 It can be seen with the wind swing that's what I fell

 To fly over forests , mountains
 To fly over the mountain - forest
 Where to celebrate crystal chimes heaven
 Breaking Dawn