Текст песни ВИА Добры Молодцы - Кентавры

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The morning of the first century. It smells of honey and mint
Proteins red jump on cedar trunks.
And cheerful crowd rushing centaurs somewhere ...
Maybe, for a walk, or perhaps on important matters.

Chorus:
Let century floated above the earth,
Let nowhere a trace ...
The centaur, centaurs, you still have.
Centaurs Centaurs, where are you gone where?

2
Maybe starry sky - just your way,
And the earth a century you as day or hour?
Maybe you're on the ground a little rest
And they went on, do not be sad and do not remember us.

Chorus.

3
The night of the twentieth century, the heart suddenly stir.
I will arise in silence under the sky in the silent birches,
And I prizakroyu eyes, and hear, perhaps,
As the ring under the hoof blue cobblestones stars.

Chorus.