Текст песни Олька и Психоделия - Сухой пакет

Dry bag , dry bag
 He flew around the world for many years
 He was once a wet pack ,
 But the wind was once dried
 Dry pack ....

 And now he is flying through the sky
 Faster than the wind above CZK
 So deftly he flies home
 As if life understands better than us
 Dry pack .

 Already I do not see it
 And he does not see anything
But looking at the sky , and I with him ,
All the time we lived under one sky ,
 Dry pack .