Текст песни Optimystica Orchestra - Ветры лестниц II

For the green- blue sea
In the long, dark corridor
Either late or soon
But the sound of his bell.
He will already slightly drunk
Do not sit on the couch undressing
And it is not looking in his eyes , uncomfortable joking
Fill a glass .

He will bring news
And from the sky pours and pours and pours
As of spring leaves ice
Dopet wine, and finished his leave.

You stay and sleep sloth
Soon a long day and a stranger
Cigarettes and migraine, and advice as much as two friends .
You'll be in a strong pour juice
Night and a few other people's lines
Up steps the stairs and up to the ceiling beam headlamps .

It is no news will bring ...