Текст песни Республика Марс - Небылицы

From cheerful songs to black days
There was one step - horses raced
He picked up a bowl, I hear, not proles
Step back - mischievous

Walks everything in the footsteps,
Looking for yourself
To whom a voice from heaven, and to whom on the waves
Sailed bottle and beer barrel

Hey! We took guests!
Hey! Sewed flags from Westa!

Sang birds!
To whom the best, and to someone else ...

Well, here everything seems to be on the ground
Who is at the courtyard, and who when hunting
Swan steel in the clouds
PAKAR in the field, and the thief when working

That, it became, to live
I myself am on Divo
Yes only moan my heart
And in the sky a month is a fowy.