Текст песни Середа Сергей - По барабану

You fly like a bird in the sky blue,
You swim like a fish in the ocean,
You're going with this look on the street - a strong,
Like you all on the drum.

Do not look back in a second,
His route already know very precisely,
What is left behind, it does not matter
You will think ironic.

It certainly is what has happened,
Ever happened to thee,
In memory of the village and there is already there,
The thoughts of the castle closed.

But no matter when, what, and how.
And no matter what, and why.
If something like that was not the case.
It did not lead to nothing.

And go straight prance.
You do it with a huge hunt.
A smile never left your lips,
Passersby look, it pleases them.

Very cool when everything goes according to plan,
As it should be obtained as necessary.
And even cooler when the drum.
In the drum, the drum ..