Текст песни Елена Чичерина - Песенка любителей полетать на метле

I'll fly to you on a broom,
Vpadёsh surprise you in a rage,
When dashing in a dead loop
I will perform a dangerous turn.

Do not believe your eyes:
"Is it on a broomstick?"
After all, when something like you did
Fly in the blue-gray haze.

I - with a broom. And even in the fog,
In the snow and darkness
I do not need an airplane,
He stuck with his broom.
Upstairs closer sunlight.
I fly in free space,
Not afraid of failure and there is a ditch,
Give only the heavens permanence.

I'll fly to you on a broom -
Offer a ride with me!
This is not walking on the ground,
This stellar flight heavenly !! ;)))

Tanya:
I'll fly to you on a broom,
We do not need a broom in kerosene.
Surprised you did stretch
Two huge, like a ball of orange ...

We do not need a broom in kerosene
Janitor can sweep it in the morning,
You can hang it on aspen ...
Oranges with a broom hurray!

.... We will put aside the broom ...
You do obogreesh him!
If so I can fly -
To live in the world, of course, worth it !!!