Текст песни летели по морю - живём

Wind tickles sleepy leaves
The moon is striking his sonatas
The rain was fast, strong and clean
Everything exhaled after sunset
As if after - the beginning of life
As if after only before
As if it does not matter at all
As if they did not live before

And now we live. And sin we complain
City of quiet and fresh. Silently
Let's go past windows, selling blinds
Sleep badly, live better
Flow a piece of night wind
Substitute the face of summer coolness
And no need for any
And no need for a bump in canonade

Trees, I hear, whispering about something
Not gossip, no, only philosophical thoughts
And it seems your own loud
Such vulgar, so low
I'm dead! And no me forgiveness
I am dead, like everything in this world
Under the sun. I made a decision
Under the moon, I breathe wider

Night lights will be the stars
House-skyscrapers will become trees
Fields will cover road rings
And forest uest will replace furniture
Do not feel sorry, let it, no longer fix
Our lives and not at all
And all that remains - to be crammed on the keys
Catch the joy of spring and tears in the fall