Текст песни Чайф - Письмо

Music and Words - V.Shachrin

I do not know why
I wrote a letter.
Shelter
And let's go to heaven.

Let it fly in the embroidery
Down dropping words.
If you want to have time -
Ploy there yourself.
Clouds build a house
Clouds are building a garden.
Here are friends clouds,
Straight to the house fly.

Here is the innocent Fata,
Swims love
Here is a dishona,
Turns into rain.

I'm trying to catch
Wind, tearing up.
The wind will be able to raise
This strange envelope.

On patterned wings,
From the unspecified words
Here with my palm -
Love flies.

And in the sky, canvas,
Enough the place is quite.
And she, like a star,
Shines in the dark.

If you can read
It will be easier to understand -
Why only in a dream
We can fly.