Текст песни Дмитро Бовдуй - ЛИСТОНОША

POSTMAN

Where is yin native, where yang I don't know
Where to stand in the middle of the bottom
Where else I wander all the time
Where are copper pipes and words.

Where the ice and the smoke of thoughts reach
Get beyond those roads
Where from the debris the valley lies
Taking a good break, I'm good
By the fateful decades
Where ten days is enough sleep
Where ten days-build docks
Lifetime reprimands for years
Random trace experiments
Where I left the last steps
By summer, fate will bring
Topping up I would love it all
By the glass-on a sheet
Where nothing would have stopped
Get to the city of my dreams
Get a letter ....... and give it to her
God forbid I was not betrayed! ...............