Текст песни Алексей Костричкин - Чувство полета

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Sometimes the feeling of flight is lost,
And the sky is no longer a cherished dream,
When on earth leave someone
When you forget a familiar face.

When the last thread terminates,
When not goodbye before leaving,
When you do not need open map
And a new heaven and this freedom!

And the stars are cold, though strangers,
On your wounds showered salt -
You do not believe that nostalgia
It is given with such incredible pain.

And Islamic month, a smile curved
Hovering under the big puffy,
Sickle gold castrated minutes,
And time becomes salty.

A night soundly pricks and burns,
And sleep is inevitable and intangible.
And the sea, as the heart beats at the shore,
Clinging to the edge of the stones invisible ...

And your sun around the corner lurks,
As if embarrassed to climb into the sky.
Somewhere flying migratory birds,
They interfere with the feeling of flight stay.

© AK