Текст песни G.A.R.P.I.A. - Вечное лето

People are in a hurry, people run.
Perhaps urgent cases are waiting.
Justa - a pathetic man's car
And I still believe in the eternal summer ...

I want to ride so sometimes!
On the faithful Orel to the heaven to seer!
With the beast sea go down to the bottom,
Or fly to the sun, even there is hot ...

Our world, huge, but gray,
It seems to be ill chiile.
Collect his man in black and white.
Healthy mind now instead of faith.

And I want to dream so sometimes!
Multicolored Pathtime The World Draw!
All decompose that Sergei before.
In my opinion, this is a good thing.

Everywhere silence, everything is so evenly ...
But no, shouting there, the war is probably there.
Someone with each other today fights,
Only death in those edges fiercely flutter.

And I dream of everything, shhale, but slightly.
I don't like your war at all!
I want the happiness only for a person.
This is my eternal summer.