Lyrics Мария Бунтарская - Солнце под ногами - Беляков Вадим

In the flood, the land became completely muddy,
Keeps on the ribbons of roads.
Felts in the sky-puddle of the sun a spark,
Tolley is just the opposite.

Down the snake smoke from the roof
The wind nailed the reeds to the reeds.
The perch next to her breathes in the spring
Drives the waves directly to the pipe.

The garden bent over a crumpled crown
Foamed soap, it seemed snow
On the curls lay a white-pinkish
As if time was running back.

The sky is green-blue
The arms embraced the river.
I look at the golden sun
From the island under the feet down.