| Song | August |
| Artist | Afalina Dreams |
| Album | August |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Зарудий Роман Феликсович/Хабибуллин Тимур Дамирович | |
| 作曲 : Зарудий Роман Феликсович/Хабибуллин Тимур Дамирович | |
| Fill me with your voice again | |
| Baby I feel like dancing with giants | |
| Taking a breath now | |
| I could be your man | |
| If it realy happens | |
| Let's feel no sorrow for this little coincidence | |
| Wake me up in yesterday | |
| Baby I saw your | |
| Dreamscape in my world | |
| That probably never is | |
| A purple label burns | |
| On a glittering vinyl | |
| Dissolving my memoires | |
| Into harmonic tidbits | |
| Just another weekend away | |
| Nobody's fault | |
| Just another runaway game | |
| Again | |
| Take me to the 70's | |
| Baby I bet you | |
| Might be an illusion | |
| Only the sound of | |
| The slowly melting name | |
| But it barely matters | |
| So take me to happiness | |
| Do it as usual | |
| Just another weekend away | |
| Nobody's fault | |
| Just another runaway game | |
| Again | |
| Never too late to play the game | |
| Trapped in amber |
| zuo ci : | |
| zuo qu : | |
| Fill me with your voice again | |
| Baby I feel like dancing with giants | |
| Taking a breath now | |
| I could be your man | |
| If it realy happens | |
| Let' s feel no sorrow for this little coincidence | |
| Wake me up in yesterday | |
| Baby I saw your | |
| Dreamscape in my world | |
| That probably never is | |
| A purple label burns | |
| On a glittering vinyl | |
| Dissolving my memoires | |
| Into harmonic tidbits | |
| Just another weekend away | |
| Nobody' s fault | |
| Just another runaway game | |
| Again | |
| Take me to the 70' s | |
| Baby I bet you | |
| Might be an illusion | |
| Only the sound of | |
| The slowly melting name | |
| But it barely matters | |
| So take me to happiness | |
| Do it as usual | |
| Just another weekend away | |
| Nobody' s fault | |
| Just another runaway game | |
| Again | |
| Never too late to play the game | |
| Trapped in amber |
| zuò cí : | |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| Fill me with your voice again | |
| Baby I feel like dancing with giants | |
| Taking a breath now | |
| I could be your man | |
| If it realy happens | |
| Let' s feel no sorrow for this little coincidence | |
| Wake me up in yesterday | |
| Baby I saw your | |
| Dreamscape in my world | |
| That probably never is | |
| A purple label burns | |
| On a glittering vinyl | |
| Dissolving my memoires | |
| Into harmonic tidbits | |
| Just another weekend away | |
| Nobody' s fault | |
| Just another runaway game | |
| Again | |
| Take me to the 70' s | |
| Baby I bet you | |
| Might be an illusion | |
| Only the sound of | |
| The slowly melting name | |
| But it barely matters | |
| So take me to happiness | |
| Do it as usual | |
| Just another weekend away | |
| Nobody' s fault | |
| Just another runaway game | |
| Again | |
| Never too late to play the game | |
| Trapped in amber |