Текст песни Пилот - Архангельск

On the airfield along the land
Steel wings freeze in polar captivity
And the girl hides her blue eyes in the eyelashes of the snow
Passengers scurrying around
Who is on takeoff, and those have already sat down
And the eternal draft through the half-open doors
And the light from the only ones

Those eyes that she was promised to return
With whom I wanted to wake up next
Breathing warm hands that will touch
Opening it to spring
For a moment I would see with an awkward smile
Native, slightly, with a limp gait
Towards the run along the shimmering takeoff
Blizzard strip

But the years go by - cups, spoons
Marinka and Leshka go to the kindergarten
Everything is in order, and only a little
Restless in my chest
It's getting harder to come up with fairy tales
When the twins look at the sky
She smokes one in four puffs
By the airfield and waiting

Those eyes that she was promised to return
With whom I wanted to wake up next
Breathing warm hands that will touch
Opening it to spring
For a moment I would see with an awkward smile
Native, slightly, with a limp gait
Towards the run along the shimmering takeoff
Blizzard strip

What fate has given - so live
Do not expect blue birds to return
Who kept his word is next to
So much that we don't appreciate sometimes
It won't be all that important
He once in this life
Then he will understand everything, get on his plane
And she will see a native look

Those eyes that she was promised to return
With whom I wanted to wake up next
With the breath of a warmed hand, touch
Opening it to spring
And she suddenly sees on the field at the edge
Her familiar walk with a limp
And it will run to him along the shimmering takeoff
Blizzard strip