This summer as autumn,
The soul does not ask for oxygen
It comes as knows
Do you like the wind carries away .
Any questions , because they do not concern you ,
Nerves inside until the end of eating .
Feelings that were laid
Hostage of the past.
All the senses are worn,
Erased verge good
And now our souls are empty
And the fire is no longer lights up in the chest.
When you meet the wind ,
When you're screaming : & quot; Where are you ? & Quot;
When not breathe ,
Do not run away from the pain in the chest .
Later we decide something .
These sleepless nights are very summer ,
Everything is as you want.
Here are just a snatch all days
Burn all the calendar can not be accurately .
These cries of your take away,
We used to burn with love.
The idea of your full,
You can shoot a movie,
It is a pity that we are not actors for a long time .
This summer as autumn,
The soul does not ask for oxygen
It comes as knows
Do you like the wind carries away .
Any questions , because they do not concern you ,
Nerves inside until the end of eating .
Feelings that were laid
Hostage of the past.
This summer we will never
Not waking all the yards
And in response to the silence ... silence ...
Looking for you in bars ,
I was surrounded by drunken couples
Looking for you on the women ,
But did not find you there.
I will learn the history ,
The wind will carry me , but where?
Summer as autumn, everything that we build ,
Carried away in distant countries.
October, November , December , February,
With a take away .
Take a fall,
My soul summer requests .
This summer as autumn,
The soul does not ask for oxygen
It comes as knows
Do you like the wind carries away .
Any questions , because they do not concern you ,
Nerves inside until the end of eating .
Feelings that were laid
Hostage of the past.
