творожное озеро — секрет (Secret)

творожное озеро — секрет (Secret) Music: творожное озеро — секрет Background: Ulaanbaatar English Lyrics: Hold my hand, squeeze it harder, and a garden will grow on these plains. How come the evening is over so quickly; The old sunset has probably gotten tired. The damp sounds of your quiet speech, muddy waters in sleepy eyes. Hold my hand, squeeze it harder and I&learn to hold you on my hands. Terrifying pines are sleeping quietly The ground tasted bitterly of wet polynya.1 I&wait for you here in the scraps of this dream just to hear you again.