Текст песни Аквариум - Сидя На Красивом Холме

Sitting on a beautiful hillside ,
I often see dreams, and this is what seems to me :
That 's not the money , not the number of women
And not in the old folklore, and not in the New Wave -
But we go blindly in strange places ,
And all that we have - it's a joy and fear ,
Fear that we are worse than we can ,
And the joy that everything is in good hands ;
And every dream
I can not refuse,
And somewhere to run, but when I wake up ,
I hope you will be with me ...