Текст песни А. Розенбаум - У окна

In the sky, angels fly overhead.
I want to know: which is mine?
They fly beautifully, in a jamb, you see, we went south,
Which is mine, where are you, friend?

That you wave my golden wing
It would be better to fly into the house, let’s sit.
If you drink - pour, but no - God is with you,
I can do it for two, one at a time.

And then my servant descends to the window of heaven,
And he ... horns stick out!