Текст песни Наутилус Помпилиус - Я отдал бы немало за пару крыльев...

I'm afraid of babies , I'm afraid of the dead ,
I am groping fingers her face
And inside me cold with horror -
Am I the same as all these people ?

People who live above me .
People who live beneath me .
People who snore behind the wall.
People who live underground .

I would give is not enough for a pair of wings ,
I would give is not enough for the third eye ,
The hand on which fourteen fingers
I need to breathe another gas .

They have a sharp and salty tears of laughter ,
And never, nothing missing at all.
They love their faces in newspapers ,
But the next day the newspapers are drowning in closet .

People who have children .
People who suffer from pain .
People who shoot people ,
But this can not eat food without salt.

They would not have given enough for a pair of wings ,
They would not have given a little over a third eye ,
The hand on which fourteen fingers
They need to breathe another gas .

They would not have given enough for a pair of wings
They would not have given a little over a third eye
The hand on which fourteen fingers
They need to breathe another gas