Текст песни Чайф - Я летаю над Парижем, задевая потолок

I paint on the window of your eyes slanting arrows
I play the trumpet -ee gutter clumsily ...
I'll build from matches Kizhi taking boxes
I fly over Paris touching the ceiling ...

I paint on the window , I look at the empty walls ,
Leaving the sand -ee Covershenno poem.
I paint your dreams , I fly in the clouds.
Oh my God, can - can I just stupid?

Why are tears of happiness , tears of sorrow , grief sea
Happiness quiet ruche -e- ek, escaping into the sand.
I paint on the window to himself loudly arguing ,
The search for truth in wine , truth is anything to go by ...

Sleeping cuckoo clock . May later can early
Do not have time stop- cr - and -ana , no wings on his hands.
Somewhere out there in the wilderness dried up happiness quiet stream,
I am alone in my apartment , and the sky above the ceiling ...