My God, it’s such trifle
I see the sky, silence is in it.
I rise to the sky, hardly breathing.
And suddenly I understand, it’s souls in me.
It’s Strange happening, but it’s my soul.
As it’s ridiculous to live headfirst,
When such sky is over me.
And it seems to me what is possible touch stars.
I also didn't know that this world such.
Refrain:
My God, it’s such trifle
Though once will make something not
correctly.
To throw out stuff from the house and
o call old friends.
But seriously to change something,
Not afraid in trifles to lose something,
Freely make only the sky over my head.
I set my collar,
I abuse rain and slush, as the old man.
I run behind crowd, it is visible
already has got used.
And in my memory the sky is as unreal
patch of light.
But once it becomes easy to me.
And all will be unimportant and far to me.
I will be accepted by the sky in the
unearthly rest.
And I will become simply cloud over the river.
Refrain:
My God, it’s such trifle,
Though once will make something not correctly.
To throw out stuff from the house and
to call old friends.
But seriously to change something,
Not afraid in trifles to lose something,
Freely make only the sky over my head.
перевод песни: Murashka
