Текст песни Юрий Панюшкин - Разбег недолог...

Takeoff is short, the flight - one hour,
Raised the curtain of the heavenly trails.
I swear that now
Below us, brothers and Alygdzher.

What happened to us - now does not count,
Seven days we waited their turn.
He gave us a nice nepolet
Hospitable Aeroflot.

Well, hello, river, I am very happy,
Come for the meeting - fifty.
My mixed up with yours,
Come on - in the name and slowly.

To come back to us, of course, in time,
So as not to trip over your threshold.
In these mountains, but without rain,
For those who are at sea, and friends.

For those who believe beyond any measures
And waiting for the weather to Alygdzher.