Текст песни Царствие Небесное - Берёзовый сок

Boy with a large portfolio of silly skip class
A stop at the old grandmother sells birch sap
And the bank's hand, explodes like a perfect day to end
I know that I did not replace walking with you in the woods
But if I suddenly asked this answer is not ready
And a big difference in general, no shoes, I am in for repair
The expense of others is good to be kind and quietly build a redoubt
And only dream about how to find yourself where the bears on the ice floes float

We will dance a tango last
But not in Paris, but somewhere out there
Where there is no post-punk
And the bright lights of advertisements
Where painted fences
Similar to the laughter of friends
And on the asphalt broken relish
Flying from the roof drops

At the bar jolly man pouring himself a beer on his pants
And what motivates them do not seek to understand the silly old bitch
What makes a girl in the midst of the puddles in their boots made of rubber
And this guy says that he was alive at the sight of such a picture
I have no worries when will come in April
And if you tell someone that you do not believe you're an asshole
Remember as a child sitting on the shoulders of the distant father
Did you know that this attraction will never end

We will dance a tango last
But not in Paris, but somewhere out there
Where there is no post-punk
And the bright lights of advertisements
Where painted fences
Similar to the laughter of friends
And on the asphalt broken relish
Flying from the roof drops