Текст песни Алексей Мухтулов - Я обрубаю крылья

Don't look at the top
There is no light there.
Put one's eyes
There is a cigarette.
Raise it
She is with you nearby
Don't look at the top
With his beautiful look.
You can fly away
Like a bird in Dali.
And look for
What dreamed about!
Only somewhere there
Will not so nice
Will pull everything
Throw back!

Cut the wings of their own
For what? for love!
Birds can not be
The inside of the world chose you!

Better wait
Time of Troubles,
After all, then returns
Sun over the sky.
Then look
How it shines it bright
And there is no reason to run,
After all, here is so sweet.
After all, you can not find
What is looking for
Many of the outside
Do not hear yourself.
All that is so necessary,
It was so near.
I wrap the wings,
So as not to say goodbye to the eye!