Текст песни Виктор Луферов - Построю дом себе я из консервных банок

I build a house yourself from cans
And a bright red coat sew myself.
And live the life of an eccentric old tales,
Which looks at the world with open mouth.

I'll believe any devilry,
Speculate on the dreams, the Birds, by hand
And to believe that floats somewhere sky
Just clouds float down the river.

And to quickly grow trees and flowers,
I will be in the morning to play the flute.
And so we did not depart from the cranes -
After seeing the first snow, dreaming of summer.

And above me will all laugh,
But if humans have not been,
I'm from boredom is not something that a year or a week -
I would not have lived the day, he died an hour later.