Текст песни Люся Шмаракова - Утро дождливо

The morning is rainy and lazy with lazy laziness ...
Breathe capricious grace stupid,
Red king, offended by awakening,
The lion is disheveled, the boy is golden-haired.

It is necessary to get up, but drowsiness calls for pillows ...
The curls are mixed, the eyelids are still weary.
Fatigue of the summer! your freckles shine,
And between the shoulder blades is the constellation of the darkest.

The rain does not subside and the time for honey looks like.
Noon crowns your royal morning.
Warmth from the sun kissed skin.
Time. Not for long. Another minute ...