Текст песни С. Минаев - Летит сова

Pv:
Flying owl
Flying itself is not much knowledge.
She wrote on the genus,
Do not be overseas cockatoo.

The gloomy picture -
I changed the forest
From the roots of the mighty
Right up to the heavens.
This poor nature,
She went "kaput".
Oh, and a great multitude
We tried here.

Pv:
Flying owl
Flying itself is not much knowledge.
She wrote on the genus,
Do not be overseas cockatoo.

Flying owl
Flies flies flies itself.
So it was good night owl
So far she flies!

All flora trampled,
And dare fauna.
And of oaks and firs
Villas built.
Here are all soaked in white spirit,
Instead rivers - oil.
devil himself would be afraid,
After staying here!
And the owl soveet
From such a fate,
And it will not be able to get away -
The wings are short.

Pv:
Flying owl
Flying itself is not much knowledge.
She wrote on the genus,
Do not be overseas cockatoo.

Flying owl
Flies flies flies itself.
So it was good night owl
So far she flies!