Текст песни Zulya Kamalova - Сон не идет

Sleep does not go, head full of ideas
Or just nonsense,
But the dream is not going.
The tablecloth is spinning the road to the distance,
But the car is not blue.
He is green as grass.

Shores sat down, river
It became wider, but the water in the sea flowed.
Merry we, our happiness - sleepy hops.
So flying the year
But do not be sad to us!