歌词
[verse]
The fog that I breathe now
It thins because in front of me
An almost white sun rises in the east
The light spreads and I
[verse 2]
The fog that I breathe now
It thins because in front of me
An almost white sun rises in the east
The light spreads and I
[chorus]
This smell of mushrooms I make mine
Following my memory towards the east
Little boots and above her
A race through the mud and her again
[music]
[verse 3]
Then her pink lips and finally us
"Sorry if I don't speak Slavic yet"
While she, who didn't understand, said "Good"
And we rolled between sighs and "Da"
[verse 4]
Then sitting next to each other in a tavern
Drinking a hot broth, what madness
I still felt her deeply mine
But a trampled branch and behold
[chorus]
I return with my thoughts
And I listen to you
Your step
Your breath behind me
[music]
[bridge]
To you who are my present
To you, my mind
And like light birds
All my thoughts flee
[verse 5]
To leave only room for your face
That like a bright red sun
Burns for me
The still wet leaves
[verse 6]
Leave my hand cold and further away
A song of pheasant rises to the east
Someone shouts my name
I wanted to get lost in this forest
[chorus]
To read in silence a book written to the east
The red hands a little rough
My mouth in the embrace seek
The white and soft breast between us
[music]
[outro]
"Tell me why you laugh, my love
Am I really that funny?"
I never knew her sweet answer
The car that was leaving and behind her
Stopped on the road far away now
She who was chasing us in vain
A rifle shot and there she is
I return with my thoughts
And I listen to you
Your step
Your breath behind me
To you who are my present
To you, my mi
This smell of mushrooms I make mine
Following my memory towards the east
Little boots and above her
A race through the mud and her again
Then her pink lips and finally us
"Sorry if I don't speak Slavic yet"
While she, who didn't understand, said "Good"
And we rolled between sighs and "Da"
Then sitting next to each other in a tavern
Drinking a hot broth, what madness
I still felt her deeply mine
But a trampled branch and behold
I return with my thoughts
And I listen to you
Your step
Your breath behind me
To you who are my present
To you, my mind
And like light birds
All my thoughts flee
To leave only room for your face
That like a bright red sun
Burns for me
[music]
[end]
