Текст песни Хок - Быть

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Lord, I want to wake up one day a wolf, get up and run bezhat.Ostavit shoes on the shelf forever and the person is no longer stat.Polagatsya only on the teeth and strong legs for kilometers to feel the smells, the wind quickly carried the night lesu.Zhizn all divided into strips , smell, taste, thin sluha.Posle death become a white spirit that would be tourists heard howling at night, appearing quiet rustle of their spinoy.Gospodi! Let me be a moth that would fly anything without fear of the candle flame, and live a wonderful life short-lived, after the death become vechnostyu.Umeret in scorching heat wings crumble down a handful of dust and ash that would be reborn again and again to fly to ogon.Gospodi! Turn me into a bird that would fly to the sun forget the faces of the people, to bask in it rays, and while it's only me snitsya.I the night I catch the wind, out of the window I fly to where eternal vesna.V my dreams every zmah large wings makes me more silnym.Gospodi! Turn me into fish, the main owner of the deep sea, me in human form had enough, I want to put an end to most days nim.Plyt measuring speed in knots in the undercurrents forget what fear is there where the light penetrates the water column, I want to live for many years, forget what kryuchek.I simply not freely swim ochem not thinking, guide fins on the downstream end finish my generation ..