Текст песни Унесенные ветки - Все Божьи дети могут танцевать

And when will pass another two thousand years,
It should be soon.
Do not leave me, even in the shadow of responsibility
Silent reproach.

Again in me a thorn zasyadet dream
At heart the wanderer,
To all of God's children can dance
Under the sounds of salsa

And when the last thing in the ark
wears Prada
Forehead strikes the bell tower deaf bell ringer,
And Skurov incense.

I then from impotence in someone fall in love,
But I know all the same,
God's children as negros, feel the Blues
Under the thin skin.

And when I'm a clown for the crowd
In the cheap bars,
Looking at me, zatantsuyut stolby-
Crashed in pairs.

And then they shall drink, and dancing waltz
In the empty cathedrals.
All of God's children, that too could dance
Under the noise and rustling ...