Текст песни Раиса Абельская - Перышки

You do not hear - and calm,
You do not remember - and love.
And anger to nauseam
I console myself with the other.

Worthless my victory,
As the penny is not ringing -
I love - like a handful of copper,
Rolling in the first hand.

Shaken up their piggy banks,
He lived his treasury.
In the cellars of my bottle
Weep bitterly for guilt.

And love penny impoverished
Rolling down with his hands.
I gave away their thousands
I am in other people's wallets.

And your empty Krynica,
Bachelor poor shelter,
Ppiletit to you Firebird
From the edges of the unknown.

Quietly said: "Our century is lived,
We do not twist nests together ... "
And the sad wings are folded
In a dilapidated mansion yours.

It was used hot embrace -
Gain you good.
But the spell is on me -
I have lost my pen.

Fool from Russian fairy tales
I squeezed it in his hand,
And I will not be going
These spells take.

All imagining this:
Only a spell I'll take -
Face thee
Tender chicken in the house.

Will result in a free tower
Comfortable housing,
And I nip feathers
And nabem pads.