Текст песни Знаки - прилетай завтра вечером,буду ждать,до свидания

On the surface of the sun In the middle of the night we meet, Before dawn we decide everything And we scatter. There is nothing more to do here, Scribbled a message: Arrive tomorrow night. I will wait. Bye. Warm-blooded branches Dissolve sick flowers, And stem cells Will be torn into handkerchiefs, What will come of this It is not clear, and yet, after all, These strange people, We must fly from here. On the surface of the sun In the middle of the night we meet, Before dawn we decide everything And we scatter. There is nothing more to do here, Scribbled a message: Arrive tomorrow night. I will wait. Bye. The tsunami travels quietly. Through tired water, They will beat him up with fists to death And try to burn him at the stake. What will come of this is unclear, and yet, after all, these strange people, We must fly from here. On the surface of the sun In the middle of the night we meet, Before dawn we decide everything And we scatter. There is nothing more to do here, Scribbled a message: Arrive tomorrow night. I will wait. Bye.