Текст песни Тсс - молчим

The heavens open their eyes
The air breathes warmth and freedom
On eyelashes froze tear
Sun frowns for firmament

Wind hides a grain of sand into a fist
Meadow bathed in fresh dew
The morning kicked off his fashionable jacket
We are at one with nature

Where are you? Who are you? Who are you?
In this hectic
Thoughts on Saturdays
The hole in the ceiling

Faces and stories
At heart,
The air is running out
Lie down and breathe

The pools of pale moon fragments
Stars twinkle all over again
On prospectuses native lights
This evening will not be forgotten

We are sitting on a cliff dream
Our town is asleep under our feet
In the dark, the lights burn out
They will meet the dawn with us

Where are you? Who are you? Who are you?
In this hectic
Thoughts on Saturdays
The hole in the ceiling

Faces and stories
At heart,
The air is running out
Lie down and breathe