Текст песни Мишины Дельфины - Ожидание лета

How strange - I am dying in the spring
 Under the sound of a growing travail
 My time goes to the distance of the sea
 Seen the pyacea
 Vetep picks up the dust from the clouds,
 Builds their homes
 I'm swift, probably, I'm ready
 Dispatch live tyda
 
 How strange ... I am dying in the spring ... etc.
 
 As stranno - I am dying in the spring,
 Do not feel pain
 And what was called a dream
 I will sooner myself
 The hot sun, a bright spot
 The Crowd of Friends I Know
 I smile at the weather-beaten ptom,
 Dying for the singing of birds
 
 How strange ... I am dying in the spring