Текст песни Александр Кальянов - Муха

In the summer, everything is fine: both trees, and flowers -
In the lungs, light dresses all summer you walk.
In just three kopecks we climb cold kvass,
Only at an hour of pretty will wait for us.

Chorus:
Fly, Muha
Ordinary fly
Just fly.

It's like a trifle, it's kind of nonsense,
But when she crawls on the nose sometimes,
Remember you asking, without hiding evil,
Mom, that when it gave birth to this fly.

Chorus (2 times)

Who are you?
I'm flying yours

Fly, Muha
Fly, fly.