Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Я покидаю столицу

I leave the capital wounded bird,
 Blasted sky black grass.
I happened here in the summer, silk poplar,
Joy Neglinnoy steppes Tver.
Without you, it is difficult from time to time, implicitly shoulders drift.
And I do not know who was the first defector, who surrendered one stroke like.
And faster airplanes!

not afraid of heights!
Funeral ladders ...
Stewardess, newspapers!
Fuselages made of cotton,
Blue Heaven,
And I'm already gone,
And I was already present.

I leave the capital, surrender, wounded Fritz struck dumb in anguish.
I happened here late, southern stars,
North stuffy fly light.
 Without you it is impossible, incredibly difficult to be distinct, the fingers in the resin.
And I do not know who was the first defector was devalued on a spit.

And faster planes! ...