Текст песни Механічний Апельсин - Цирк квітів

I live quite high
I have an attic apartment,
to someone it's just an attic a
for me the sky.
I look out the window and
imagine that around the flowers,
but there is only rain
and swamps and bad roads

But my circus is my circus of flowers
alece my circus my circus flowers
alece my circus my circus flowers
and don't come to me there always good

sometimes I imagine that
here it is warm and quiet
that there is no one here
who spoils life but when I
turn on your TV
I see the swamp again
real life

But my circus is my circus of flowers
alece my circus my circus flowers
alece my circus my circus flowers
and don't come to me there always good

And there are days when
guests come to me
among them is a man
he sells life
he is dressed like a clown
he has medicine
he approaches me
and says "go fly"

But my circus is my circus of flowers
alece my circus my circus flowers
alece my circus my circus flowers
and don't come to me there always good