Текст песни Фёдор Маливанов - НЕ НА МОРЕ НЕ В ЛЕС И НЕ В ГОРОД

Oh and I will go out on the street I fall into the ditch
I will sniff under the heat lying fresh grass

And then everything will be
Drunk watchman wakes me
And I will go chrome on the roasting ground
In an unfamiliar county city

And when I forget where my home and relatives
From my pocket, I'll get my gold watches
In them a minute shooter will show me the road
The evening will be no sooner and then thank God

And then everything was as it was
Beat the sun in the eye and sailed
And I walked in a hurry
Not to the sea not in the forest and not in the city
I ran faster waves on the water
Not to the sea not in the forest and not in the city
And I flew I do not dare not on the ground
Not to the sea not in the forest and not in the city

And I flew I do not dare not on the ground
Not on the sea is not in the forest and not in the city!