Текст песни Аян RM Байгаскин - Воздушный шарик

I have a balloon in the wind carries me,
I do not have a roof over his head,
I have a paranoia of this wind,
And this wind I'm not myself.

My head of rubber shnyaga,
Hands and feet - the same garbage.
I was kicked out of the hostel Najera,
From the hostel kicked out of me!

I have a balloon, I have no further questions.
I have no thoughts and baggage,
I dragged upstairs storm and thunder -
Here's a stupid life I have.

Look up - it's that plane?
Is that Superman? No, fuck, it's me!
Real, live, talking and round,
And no happier in the world to me.

When the ball will be fine,
And the wind will not be able to overtake me.
And even though there is a high and very much afraid,
No longer is there I will fly

My head of blood and flesh,
And hands and feet - the same garbage.
As long as I am, but I am ready to swear -
Nobody from nowhere vypnet me!