Текст песни Николай Анисимов - Ромбик

We push the earth and the sky again
Hug us with its clouds
We believe that it is with us today
We hurry to meet - as if they gave the word
Let meteo clouds promise us
Leave all rains and puddles below
The inside of the clouds is always bright outside
The sky meets us as the sun
That's a pity that does not forgive mistakes

Forgiveness for heaven you Earth forgive us
We are all a little bit sure, but with a shift
After all, everyone has grown together with Drying or MiG
And the blood we probably have with kerosene
We are without heaven like without water and bread
We didn’t break like we were not abandoned
After all, there was a time - we knitted wings
But again, our rhombus rushes through the sky
Our rhombus rushes through the sky again!

Slightly higher in the sky inversions stroke
There is a peaceful GVF through days and nights
Carries people to Antalya and Sochi
And we, like at school, train handwriting
Displaying the texts of compositions in the sky
We write figures, or rather, we plow
And somewhere below, our children are watching
Probably they are not yet worried
We will all be back together - no doubt

Forgiveness for heaven you Earth forgive us
We are all a little bit sure, but with a shift
After all, everyone has grown together with Drying or MiG
And the blood we probably have with kerosene
We are without heaven like without water and bread
We didn’t break like we were not abandoned
After all, there was a time - we knitted wings
But again, our rhombus rushes through the sky
Our rhombus rushes through the sky again!

We are building a loop drawing
Swap the Earth with the sky
But the world will not change there, we know
We see palaces and castles being built
We don’t have to live in such mansions
But we did not drop our honor in the mud
Let those who grabbed their piece from below
But we have the sky - we are at home in it
It will not be different in our life

Forgiveness for heaven you Earth forgive us
We are all a little bit sure, but with a shift
After all, everyone has grown together with Drying or MiG
And the blood we probably have with kerosene
We are without heaven like without water and bread
We didn’t break like we were not abandoned
After all, there was a time - we knitted wings
But again, our rhombus rushes through the sky
Our rhombus rushes through the sky again!