Текст песни 3.Ом - ваніль

So strange spring came to the end
Three souls per square meter
All escaped hesitation, thought feeling
I stayed touch hundredfold
I draw your hands on your body
Patterns of our affection
I inhale the remains of your vanilla
A fasting disappears behind the door of eternity
Time zarybaye you time gives you
So strange to you, without you wonder
I do not see you, I see you
So strange to you, without you wonder

The moon dictates the rules the night
Walking the city is waiting for all the time
And now, looking in your eyes,
I see the stars that shine for us
The moon comes, comes the sun
You go back, wait, stop!
The smell of vanilla to leave out prostyni
I now sleep - prysnys!
Prysnys!
Prysnys!
Prysnys ...

I feel you do not feel you,
So strange to you, without you wonder ...
I do not see you, I see you,
So strange to you, without you wonder ...