Текст песни Ананди. - Прижми к себе

In the morning, walking barefoot
Steranes petals with dew
And the sky crevice
Hid the ground fog.
Everything in my head.

My feet were flying freely
In an hour, when the whole city was asleep
It's not often match
And I'll fly like shooting stars.

All awake
As for the morning.
A little bit later
Will unearthly sun.
And each of us jump
At least on the mountain.

Yes shout to all
How much I've been expecting you.
And the dew has dried,
If in the desert.
I do not want,
Beat the bells.

My dew,
As you are.
Cold and clean
But under the sun
You evaporates.

And I again lost
In this morning.
I beg find me
Among the dense fog.
And push yourself.

Anandi.2014