Motorama - Budapest

Текст песни

Stone in your fist smells like sea
Refreshing old memories of your lover
The haze over the hills, it’s getting cold
Can’t chase the time
I see, it’s budapest in your eyes
I see, it’s budapest in your eyes
And she’s falling to my arms, falling apart
And your terror sails so far away
Sound of a flute makes you weak
Blowing soft melodies to the harbours
It floats near your head, i feel it’s warmth
Can’t breathe enough
I see, it’s budapest in your eyes
I see, it’s budapest in your eyes
Budapest in your eyes, howling through the harbours
Budapest in your eyes, blinking through the light