Текст песни Пернатый Zмей - Перекатиполе

Take my name for himself in the mouth
We left a little - a unit of one hundred
One of hundreds of centuries of wandering in the field
One of hundreds of not waiting for the fate of pies

Driving wind upon the earth tumbleweed
If you believe you have the wind with us to share
Birds freestyle horizon - not abroad
If it becomes painful - Cut to the quick

I was rolled up into a ball
But ditch the umbilical cord
Let not entirely
While half
Do not have time for catching a slippery tail
Hand in hand go wobbly bridge
Flash reflected in the mirror of the moon
With bitter taste honey pancakes

Driving wind upon the earth tumbleweed
If you believe you have the wind with us to share
Birds freestyle horizon - not abroad
If it becomes painful - Cut to the quick