Singer: Masha Badda Boo

Our summer no coast -
Have you checked and I checked.
We, as children, at the hands rocked
Wave, love.

And the window sill will look weightless.
And somewhere in the milky way probably find.

It hurts me so much through the smoke to breathe
I'm so scared to get up on the line
I want to escape from the endless days away.
And when there is no strength to cry, thinking of his weird dream
And porcelain disk, topped with a spring night.

Lost in the silence of the night among books,
Gait shaky painful to the window fit.
Through the outlines of a newborn space of buildings
Stupid evil moon like a wolf stare.
And I see in its reflection the seas of their Land,
The reflection of my hopeless, but a careful eye
And I think no wonder we ran into her counterpart,
And I think the world will never lose us.

Spinning, spinning tea leaf on the bottom.
Hot hands, hot head,
Fragrant leaves, magic seeds.
And in the tale believe anyone who tried.

Tea will be at sunset,
Tea will be at sunrise
And time will go back,
And, if you want, go ahead.
Tea you and me
We are together or apart,
Tea is we're
Cinnamon and pepper in the heart.

Tea tea, help me out.
It's magic - meet!

We, the sky breaking into pieces, take off.
Can you hear me? There is a cure for boredom.
We have higher than the balconies
than the neighbor's socks.
And than the roof.
We have above.

In your lemon-sugar tea sitting tea leaves.
The sun sank on the edge
in the rays of dust.
I love you
and I repeat without hesitation.

Close your eyes, count to a hundred, so be honest.
Dwarves keep the loaf in a secluded place.
Who want to choose.
In the center of the world the month of may.

In the center of the world the month of may.

From fire, from the edge, from each other, the feeling of freedom in a confined space
where pulling the strings know exactly what insane notes the lights will explode.
From a smart note.
Me and you.
With a sense of emptiness.
Wonderful music.
Me and you.

Our God is RA-RA-RA-joy, our God was RA-RA-RA.
Our God was RA RA joy, our God was RA-RA-RA.
Pagan wisdom and infidelity.
In shamanic dances we were the first.
Could whisper until old age, until the morning.

We say in silence.
I close my eyes,
can not stand flashy wolf eyes,
return ago,
where you are my blood brother and I am your blood sister.