Мокренький Паук - The Spring | Текст песни

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The spring will be early, where
Pomegranate in blossom,
The ocean is splashing in your eyes,
Don’t splash it out.
My waitness is pleasant,
But do you remember the nonsense –
You’d screamed to sky,
That may must be cursed, loud.

The spring will be lately, where
Blocks of ice with damages
Are trying to break their prison
In physic forms.
And you having wound with scarf,
With great-sour looked,
With coldfull lips you had mumbled
“This fucking north!”

The spring will be honey, where
The bird-cherry dustlight
Will break with itself a smoke
Of all cars and plants.
And couple your words will slight
Throw the splinfull dreaming:
“And all of a sudden, do this beauty is last?”