Текст песни Still Have A Crush

May gifts,
Mood shifts
Trees bloom
Buds burst soon.

Dry wood
burning
The smell of spring.

My own
unknown
something in the wind.

The moon rolling down the roof,
a bit aloof.
The spell of spring.
I still have a crush on him.Randi Laubek - Still Have A Crush - http://ru.motolyrics.com/randi-laubek/still-have-a-crush-lyrics.html

It´s not making any sense.
April lost her audience.
What became of poetry, you and me in harmony.
It´s not making any sense.
May´s delayed when you´re away.
What became of our punctual, sensual everyday.

This town
awakes.
Clear blue morning dew.

Rise sun
white swan.
My heart´s white guard.

The moon rolling down the roof...