Текст песни Александр Гинзбург - Мы станем взрослей...

We grow up and multiply by one hundred
All the joys of small wins
His defeats rhyming and table
For prescription written off years.
We will become more intelligent and all partitions
And the roof, and the bread and wine,
His revelations subtracting and adding
As a result, we get one.
We will become more sensitive to the word & quot; Love & quot ;,
Which life span,
While nouns hot blood,
While the adjective fear.
We pour the oil in the empty vessel
And songs pass through the fire,
While not in the palm of dust and fluff,
A string and the top hand.
While the appointment will be a string
Not once, not twice and not three,
Rotates time blue ball
With hot candle inside.
The disclosed starry sky window
Parade worlds and planets,
We will be given, certainly given
Good and nemerknushy light.