Текст песни Дмитрий Дорофеев - Ласковым дождём

As the sky flying cranes
You all want to get off the ground.
Too dark in the earthly world of your sight.
I'll drop the wood in our fireplace fading.

Well you so impatient, my Icarus!
But the sun will melt your wings hot.
You're still a child, and in the spirit and the mind -
My heart will lead you into the darkness.

There will be time - will be the world in your hands.
Go up a little bit on weekdays is.
I want you to be wise king.
I such as you rule the ship.

Look out the window. You see, again rain.
On the ground, so much evil going on, and what then?
Kohl rains, we will not perish.
And I'll be gentle rain.