Текст песни Алексей Карпунин - Карандашик

Lines flies with ease birds

The circle of my wandering the earth was complete.

How many different pages covered with writing

Raised pencils.

Do I myself realized how much easy

And impunity life inspires

I imbibed this truth with milk

Do me this is not enough

The sun rose, and poured rain.

So it seemed bezohvatno space.

I came back and went again

In the future, it impermanence.

Sweeps Putin's eyes not the eyes,

Soul and that of her izmazolil

How many ways are not saved, I friends,

The same number of tears shed here

Pozarastalo my far

Life distribute the shadows behind his back

How can I still be easily,

Was it to me

All changes during run

I did not notice - raced when?

That's not my pencil is,

Someone will raise not my pencil