Текст песни Оревкова Наталия - Мое сердце в тисках океанской дождливой любви

My heart is in the grip
ocean rainy love.
We are not to drink it ,
do not pour into glasses clinking ...
Buried in the depths of
remnants of green grass ...
Spilled uneven sky on your hands -
wearily .
And the sun flashed
wrapped in shadow and silence .
Ocean, seared prayer
again full.
Drink to drink ...
But the water is to me one unbearably bitter.
And the glasses are crushed
thousands of small fragments .

My thoughts in a vise.
Neither you.
No land .
No oars.

Spilled . Broke. Crumbled .
Not denounced ...

* The poems are taken from an interview with Natalia