Текст песни Леонид Корнилов - Парус Гагарина

SAIL GAGARINA

As you live in the stench of the market,
The mold bucks hawking in troubles?
As you sit in avtozasade?
As you are lagging exchange rate?
A pair of convolutions - food Yes lust.
Private land. The total decay.
This is not an era or epoch,
If you - go ahead, I do not care what - back.
Backs mind. Exhausted soul.
Shadow of humanity - poor people.
With grief from us scattered land,
And ocean flow into the sky.
Rushing away migratory birds.
Winds from the smog rushed to escape.
Eternity bound star spokes
Not the size of you, man.
Biped nag in the stable gain.
By the neck emerged a clamp tongue.
People are great, you still alive?
Only one responded to cry.
Sun struck a sprig of willow.
Waving pine ship Earth.
Sail the universe - Russian sky.
Yuri Gagarin, one at the helm.

04.02.10 Mr.
Leonid Kornilov