Текст песни Радослава - Нью-Йорк

I would be blind to rain,
Yes, so what would the sky flew golden paint.
Someone, not me,
Will keep yourself from these thoughts run stupid.
Would you like to leave for New York,
Will throw things into suitcases and go for a drive.
If I will bring ...
Can you believe this world will not stop falling in love.

Chorus.
Napoet month again, go out again on migration,
Serving a mess of the tunes.
I know tomorrow you're lucky, write it down in a notebook:
& Quot; I'm glad tomorrow is your day! & Quot;

I would summer in the winter,
Or someone who will help me in the cold to keep warm.
And that it is only my life
And among all of his gifts I would choose heart ..