Текст песни Ольга Арефьева - Команда Грусть

My wheels are standing
My sailors are drunk
Among unknown fields.
The sailors ask for a beer
To live the night beautifully
And the captain shouts: "Pour it!"

I'm on the wrong land
On a broken wing
Don't tell me about the warmth -
I'm looking for a path in a half-light
My world is at zero
Team Sadness is tipsy.

The latitudes are nameless
Our flights are strange
Interference in the radio site.
And drunken pilots
Sing about the glory of the fleet
And an interplanetary patrol.

Artel "in vain labor"
Where do they take it?
Detachment "unnecessary battle" - with you.
There is no end in a fairy tale,
The grass is not the right color
Among the sailors - a scuffle.