Текст песни Ананди. - Прижми к себе

In the morning, walking barefoot
Steranes petals with dew
And the sky crevice
Hid the ground fog.
Everything in my head .

My feet were flying freely
In an hour , when the whole city was asleep
It's not often match
And I 'll fly like shooting stars .

All awake
As for the morning.
A little bit later
Will unearthly sun .
And each of us jump
At least on the mountain .

Yes shout to all
How much I 've been expecting you .
And the dew has dried,
If in the desert.
I do not want,
Beat the bells .

My dew,
As you are.
Cold and clean
But under the sun
You evaporates .

And I again lost
In this morning.
I beg find me
Among the dense fog .
And push yourself.

Anandi.2014