Джаз за чашкой кофе дождливым днём

The Stars on my steam. Time rest with nothing to breathe. Sun sky paint an open sky. In dark where the moonlight bleeds. Gold breeze taking my soul. Winds bloom, but I don't know home. No sun, no stars, just one day sound. I'm breathing in the open ground. Time with me, the world is so right. Hugging branches and the far is hard. But the sun keeps opening road. Until I'm nowhere close. And the sunrise breathe and time slows Down. The world keeps searching me down. And the sunrise breaking the gold. Under time, pace of my fold. No more rush, no person build. Just the calm that spoons my soul. And the sunrise breaking dark. Under time, pace of my fall. The river current starts again. And the love keeps chasing Him. Time. Come the sunrise breaking the gold. Under time, pace of my fall. Under sun-