Текст песни Борис Циммерман - Про пса

I do not see you as their ears,
Soon you will ride a Porsche.
Soon I sprout through the grass,
Former Red Dog, affectionate creature.

It will melt and disappear tracks
You have a house, I've got smoke.
On your sandals dust from the stars,
And I had a nose, I had a tail.

I do not need a bowl and mat, no.
Here I am on the moon, here I am on the moon,
Here the Earth and there you go to bed,
And you do not dream in a dream about a dog.

But what's the difference - is not the point,
I saw you and wags its tail.
I saw you and I had enough,
With this, you can even live on the moon.

When now, as you normally
Collect the stars you will go like flowers.
I do not ask that sometime in tihon-
Ku liznu comet your hand.