Текст песни Flёur - Апрельское утро

Following the kite
Two bike race down the mountain,
Through the flowering trees,
leaving the sleepy yards.
April morning,
fluttering ribbons in her hair,
Jackets unbuttoned fly on the wind,
if sails

Leaving bikes
sneakers hastily cleared
in wet grass
Race down the slopes
to the cool blue sea
Balancing on a narrow parapet,
flee to the ends of the earth,
Feeding white seagulls
consider ships on the horizon

To be terribly serious,
happy and quite stupid
But to see everything much clearer,
I feel everything is a hundred times stronger
Heady wind
salty splashes substitute person
Laugh, spinning,
spread out his hands and fall into the sand
How lightly and generously
gives promise of its spring
Promises are so many warm days
but this will no longer come back to us
Suggested surging emotions,
calm down hand in hand
To look at wrenching sadness at
the dying sunset