Текст песни Юта - Дождь

No answer if you ask:
What kind of gray nights are sick?
The expectation is immune
Like Macs at the Okolin.

Rain-torn heaven river ...
Rain-firing shores ...

Rain-torn heaven river,
Rain-shaft shores.
I am without an umbrella ...

I will be glad if you remember,
If you say truth tougher,
Everything, as it is necessary. Mentally,
It will become easier. Stretch is easier.
The city is eager for leaf
Towers, Spiers, Pyramids ...
You don't need about love now!
We and so with you Covers ...

Rain-ripped skies river