Текст песни Пикник - океан трав 86

Come with me, I'll tell you why
I would not like to go alone
There, where the thin branches to pull out of heaven
There, where the abandon of the chem-sing
Ocean grass, ocean, grass, wind bottomless.
Behind him was a city of glass and stone.
Fantastic pattern of endless lights.
And perhaps soon we vernemsya ago.
Look at me again exist yet
Look into my eyes...
Here again, I crouched at his feet
Perekrestok, if dusty flower.
He remembered all our steps.
He let me go with him because we are not enemies
In the ocean of grasses, herbs into the ocean, to the bottomless winds.
Behind him was a city of glass and stones
Fantastic pattern of endless lights.
And perhaps soon we vernemsya ago.
Look at me again exist yet
Look into my eyes...
Come on, do not be afraid to lose something
So I want to believe that it was not in vain.
Against the cold and rain
We zovem a picnic, where has long been waiting for
Ocean grass, ocean, grass, wind bottomless.
Behind him was a city of glass and stones
Fantastic endless patterns of lights.
And perhaps soon we vernemsya ago.
Look at me again exist yet
Look into my eyes...
This island, where All is not so,
Just as it seemed to us
This island, where every step
Like Bell rvet heaven.