Текст песни Сергей Каплан - Одуванчик

Either freezing, or frying,
Feel the trouble
Quietly growing old
I’m not waiting for happiness
Day after day, sorting through
God direct me
Either a dream is a damp land
Whether the sky is a reality.
My dear dandelion -
South, towards the deserts
You fly, fly with me
Do not burn, do not be ashamed.

Modern trick
Wretched argument -
In a flash, the pilot will deftly
Carpet plane
And carpet
From edge to edge
Lead through the sills -
Himself, they say, choose.
Oh you sweet tree
Frosting the sun ...
To the chill under the chill
Do not seriously sheet.

And leads, leads the road -
Nowhere to come.
And from Gd to God
Thousands of miles of path.
Who am I? And where?
Forever? Or for a moment? ..
Just a heart cold
Yes, a hot cry.
Oh you, you are my palm, -
Thinner pineapple
Reflects scales
The eyes of burning eyes.

Oh, dear Christmas tree ...
Oh you, you are my palm ...
My dear dandelion, -
Do not burn, do not be ashamed.