Текст песни Алексей Душин - Стрекоза

Someday you will see for yourself,
What all these trolleys with a mustache,
All trains and boats with sails -
Quite empty the trash and unreliable.
Their mechanism is sometimes too thin,
Do not avoid all of them failures,
Motor large and obscenely loud ...
And nothing is left to you,

As the road on foot empty, sigh with serious thoughts ...
But wings strekozinyh you hear noise.
A cave in the sky
Under the cloud - to be a thunderstorm ...
And you will have to fly
Home for the dragonfly.

Someday you will see for yourself,
How nice to fly above the clouds,
When the sky is shining on you,
And under the wings of autumn rain pours.
And the sky has not yet been occupied,
And, flying, bugs you honk ...
But slowly the heavens shed,
The moon slips and evening ceases ...

And on the ground, at home, two lines of lanterns
Through the familiar Twilight light up at the door,
And dragonfly landing
Having fulfilled without difficulty,
Umchitsya carelessly
God knows where ...

What a pity that they are reduced from year to year -
In the wings strekozinyh size is not the same.
The day will come - shall fail
They have a third,
But they still have enough
The house fly ...