Текст песни
Wind through my hair
My eyes shine
I do not look at the explosions, everything is simple
Alrayd
Laava was petrified, I’ll play volleyball here (with my friends)
Soon we’ll grow green field
My heart will bit I’m on the otherside
There are a lot of fallen clouds behind
But there are 10 thousand birds in me
I think it’s clear who’ll fly
I have something to say
I have storm on my mind
