Текст песни
I know I'm late with the title
but fate whispered to me that I need to write a song about this particular interval
I want to breath and feel that I still have topics to write
that the flight of thoughts has not disappeared, and summer time maintains the tone
and I meticulously output the text to yandex translator
Everything always crooked
Everything always crooked
I know I'm late with the title
but fate whispered to me that I need to write a song about this particular interval
I want to breath and feel that I still have topics to write
that the flight of thoughts has not disappeared, and summer time maintains the tone
and I meticulously output the text to yandex translator
