Текст песни Серебряная свадьба - Возможно

Balloons, soulless balloons
They fly over me - they want to eat me.
I hang on a string, and on every groove
The seams are already cracking - the seams are cracking.

Paving slabs, my life is mediocre:
Nowhere to run, nowhere to run.
It was said from the sky: “People don't have to
Decorate the Christmas tree! "

I have a cover, my friend, I have a cover!
Broth is boiling under the lid.
Granite chips. Rotten potatoes.
Confused battalion
The brightest intentions ...

Caramel "Takeoff". I - back to the original
Position. Defeat!
Siskins and finches, white ships
They look at me with tension.

The rules are known: freeze, die, rise -
And again wind circles on skis and skates!
The help is not valid. Death is not surprising.
You run, run, run, run, run, run ...

Maybe my friend, maybe
Help is on the way;
The propellers are spinning, the lungs are working -
And the troops are fully assembled
The brightest intentions ...

Maybe my friend, maybe
Help is on the way;
The propellers are spinning, the lungs are working -
And the troops are fully assembled
The brightest intentions ...

The help is not valid. Death is not surprising.
The help is not valid. Death is not surprising.
Death is not surprising. Death is not surprising.

Life is wonderful.