Текст песни Приключения Электроников - Земля в иллюминаторе

Earth through the porthole, the ground in a window,
Earth through the porthole is visible ...
As the son of a mother grystit as grystit son of his mother,
Grystim we on earth - it is one.
A star however, the stars nevertheless chyt nearer
But it is also cold.
And, as in the eclipse watch and how to watch the eclipse waiting light
And the earth have dreams.

And the dream we do not roar Baikonur,
Not this icy blue,
And we dream grass, grass y home
The green, green grass.

And we fly orbits,
Pytyami neizbity,
Sew space meteorites.
Justified risk and myzhestvo,
Space myzyka
It flows into our business conversation.
At some haze matte,
Earth through the porthole -
Evening and early Dawn.
A grystit son of his mother,
A grystit son of his mother,
He is waiting for the son of a mother and son - the land.

And the dream we do not roar Baikonur,
Not this icy blue,
And we dream grass, grass y home
The green, green grass.