Текст песни Андрей Коновалов - Эй, Земля

Someday we will become old people
Let's open a music store
And we will trade discs
And take off on the old limo

We will drive along the lanes
Knock passers-by and crush bedbugs
And the girls will glorify our youth
And spit in the faces of dirty men

Hey Earth, our roots are here
Water freezes in winter
In this well I saw the moon
When I walked the earth barefoot

Someday we'll turn on the TV
And weep a simple song
And invite the wreck-marquise
Drink a bottle of whiskey with soda

We will flabble flabby along the alleys
And pounding people with clubs
Walking with a string bag and blowing your nose loudly
And scold everyone like little children

Hey pine, it was summer,
I hid here from the rain
He drummed on dry ground
When I walked on it barefoot