Текст песни Александр Барыкин - Стоп, Мотор

Calls wave passage
Pour the paint as the glittering landscape.
Wind sweet whispers something on the fly,
Afraid scared dream.
 Eternity is not to steal,
Over time, the hope of losing power.
 In the blue air shaking your words,
From them dizzy.

REFRAIN:
Stop engine!
 Circle without noise-heated debate.
And if the operator is happy,
That unhappy with something about the director-of-the-river.
Stop engine!
And all defiance.
I would repeat this scene,
But you're the role played so far ... oh-oh-oh-oh.

 In waves of purity
All mixed up, the sky, the sea, you and me.
Has now become purer soul a hundred times,
Giving safely look back.
The shadowy distance,
You and I have found the real world.
From illusions left, as if out of the water
Leaving footprints in the sand.

CHORUS.