Текст песни Бранимир - Спасибо за весну

When he sings wave
the distance of the fjords,
increases canoe trail
the rivers in the language.
You'd come in late at night
on the old pier
on it you, my dear hedgehog,
I once met.
And hop your hair
I no longer breathe,
and the desert Ples
we do not return.
And the coffee at 6 am
I'll make some not.
It ended the game,
I passed my love.

When slow progress
creeks spring of tears,
we understand that all the words
It did not sound serious.
Daisies petals
skuyut gray ice.
And the letters and phone calls
melt away like smoke.
You uporhnёsh bird,
I do not remember me,
and you start again
look warmly at me.
And tender heart
For dessert spoon
fly away before,
than break them down to the end,
you tell them spoёsh, cruel urchin -
thanks for spring.

When will take place in February,
I wound zalizhu.
Understand, but not forgive,
I forgive, but I will not tell.
The sights and sounds sms
not interfere with sleep,
I whisper -
thanks for spring.