Текст песни Соломенные еноты - Night Flight

Night flight

Good mood was on the first of January
And we broke Christmas tree decorations for a good reason
Culturally spent time, arranged a ball in the room
And they hit the crown of the head of the neighbor who got in the way

But now the master of fatigue drives everyone out of the door
And so I wander, stumbling home through the snowdrifts of one of the roads
Here are sleepy white flies, here are hops in the heart
Old women are still trading in the crossings, and the Kremlin is still visible

And suddenly in the disco of snowflakes I notice her
So extraordinary that I instantly forgot all my
Sweet and desired, the one to which I walked for five years
Such a long-awaited, which even in films is not

And I stand in the center of the cold, closed to warmth
And now I have only one thought: will it fit or not? - came up
And she crossed herself mockingly, clearly not believing in the gods
Like a snowy river, the one that overflowed its banks

And she herself took my arm; slippery ice, so let that ice
And here we are sending ourselves on a New Year's night flight

No booze or rock bands needed when you're flying over the ground
And the stars, like stupid fish, are happy with you
And she, she flies alongside, as it should be
And all the meetings and views seem superfluous when everything in the world is divided

So here's a present for you
all the vaults of heavenly arches!
And at this moment
the cop wakes me up
at the station Bitsevsky Park ...