ženu se rychlostí nevyspanejch očí
(stejně se budu zdát sám sobě)
zabalenej v igelitu pro pocit tepla
do sychravýho vzduchu špatnýho ranního tance
s koncem léta se ženu rychlostí zimních plotů
At the end of the summer
clutching strings the duvets so bearably within reach
I’m rushing with speed of eyes that had no sleep
(anyway I’m gonna dream of me)
wrapped in the plastic so to feel the warmth
into the cold and damp air the bad morning dance
with the end of the summer I’m rushing with the speed of winter fences
clutching strings the duvets so bearably within reach
I’m rushing with speed of eyes that had no sleep
(anyway I’m gonna dream of me)
wrapped in the plastic so to feel the warmth
into the cold and damp air the bad morning dance
with the end of the summer I’m rushing with the speed of winter fences
translation (c) janne
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