Текст песни МакSим - Небо цвета молока

The sky is the color of milk,
Ripe apple moon
Will fall to the ends of the earth
To bear it like fruit
In a dish of painted dawn & # 33;
The sky is the color of milk,
And you are stupid asleep yet,
So you never drink
Blue milk
More strong wine,

Only one thought whirls
About us, the sky is the color of milk
Never dry
All human fuss,
And you stupid sleep while
You will not understand that heaven
Only Rosina, a tear,
What colors remembered,
Reflecting your eyes & # 33;