Текст песни Фёдоров Олег - Прогулка

The boy left the open book
And the fairy tale went to walk around the city,
The wind spun the Figuger Figuger,
Passed in passersby, drinked per gates.

Outside its walls of paper with letters
Time clicked moments - seeds,
With the legs did not knock, but angry with sounds,
Tikalo - taco arrows in the testicles

Fairy tale Brela on familiar streets,
Without recognizing the structure of the building
Previously, the buns were sold there,
And not in the pots of colored plants!

Night crammed with lights to the sides,
The city tried to fall asleep, grumbled,
In the park: "Hi!" she screamed ravens
The janitor said that June ended.

On the thirty passed under the Arch,
On the door knocked to Danile Master:
- "Danya, meet, I am with gifts!"
The voice answered: "Gone to blockbuster."

Guest is tired, sat in the publication
And before the morning he spoke with cocks,
Shower whipped in foliage in hysterics
Live continuing under "before, re, mi."