Текст песни Леонид Семаков - Кому что снится

G D G Horses dream of satin grass,
E7 Am Golden Oatmeal Rains.
D G Foal: not familiar with the council,
Gb7 B7 neighs piercingly: Mom, wait!

G D G Sateen field will end soon
E7 Am Don’t worry, foal, catch up!
Em three to four hundred watering holes
F B7 Em You will become quite like a horse.

The girls are dreaming of boys lobotryas,
Bullies, zadaki, trepachki.
Girls dream of unsharpened hairs,
Those who so want to sharpen.
If only to see, if to know, if only to know ...
Where is the prince who will call in a fairy tale?
Girls dream about promised weddings
To which everything in the world will heal.

The birds dream that nothing scares them
That no birds need to hide, tremble.
The birds dream that eagles and parrots
Not afraid of songbirds imitate.
Dreaming of birds as if they were tired of birds
Mundane worldly bustle.
The birds are dreaming that it has become warmer in Russia,
And do not fly anywhere.

The bard is dreaming of a clothes canvas
Consumer goods wailed strip.
It’s not beautiful to be canvas pants -
The sail must be on the sails!
Got hold of whitening rage
And long live the hoppy height!
Better put away a white sail on the yards
How to hang around in the backs before old age!