Текст песни С. Канторович и М. Вавилов - Я верю

I believe…

I'm less and grateful to heaven ...
Dressing forests grow in the shower ...
Do not extend. Filed as if in the ice,
In the asphalt worldly - what is the flight here? ..

Completely marking in thought and longing,
I do not see I snail on the sand,
I do not notice on the trees of nest,
And how at the top winks the stars ...

Maybe ... maybe it is at the top,
Where to soar prescribed verse,
Where billions of eyes flashed
Planet is that created for us? ..

You look up - the dotting will seem ...
Or maybe look at that star -
On the battleship named "Potemkin"
Chapaev remembers you?

Perhaps there - on the uncharted planet,
Where else missiles do not fly,
The waste paper collect children
To get into the detachments of October.

Perhaps there Bolsheviks ideas
Developed to the omnipresent communism!
There is no inequality, and money forgotten,
And people with sadness does not look down!

Perhaps there is Dzhezhinsky and Andropov,
Perhaps there is a CPSU Central Committee ...
"All this is Bredni" - someone will laugh.
And I am sure: there is a planet! There is!

Perhaps stretching only standing hand ...