Текст песни Антон Чайка - Мечта

From home, there are almost two kilometers
Bus right to the capital Russia center
Player in headphones gently pumps bass
The driver will survive gas at the speed limit

Riding left exactly twenty-four hours
Enough time to think
Weigh all cons and the main advantages
The roadway is not pride well you know

In half, she will remember why this is all
Dream of the purpose of thought and maybe lucky
Education doctor in backpack si dial
Her dream and thoughts on it the capital hold on

Early in the morning the driver presses on the brakes
Well, it can not relax more relax
Now everything is in your thin gentle hands.
In full confidence ahead she takes a step

Red color on the body in order to attract attention
The next day is devoted to the implementation of the Plan
In studio doors with raised up head
Cooperate well that you are not my format

Next you need to push your long legs
You're just so much come here not many
And the songs on the disk will listen to them later
When you fly around your wild moan roof

You know Rather I have to refuse
Little time tell me where the nearest station
Now come to go to the other end of Moscow
There studio hope a person is not like you

Wildly tired at night at the girlfriend in the apartment
Open windows SAMA SAMILL RESER IS HOURS TO THE WORLD
Arrogantly find work by profession
I will rent housing and write to people the best song

In the afternoon at work, the nights flew in verses
Understood the further path only in her hands
old friend girlfriend presented her minus
It means not in vain from the point slowly moved

Soon recorded the first as a track
Who surposed to everyone conquered the Internet
Message I'm operator Let's remove the clip
I don't need money for the soul and quite famous

During the shooting, more and more often happened at the studio
She did not stop for one second
The appearance on the scene is the explosion of a hydrogen bomb
Now you know the recognizable person?

Four years have passed as she left home
Congratulate yourself with the release of the first album
not enough songs so that all difficulties describe
But the fact that it is impossible to give up I hope you can understand

Ah, there would be a dream inside
I would only go to her day from day
In the stream of thoughts from cold days
Lead me ahead dreamed bold