Текст песни Чайф - Ветер-шалун

The mischievous wind lifts up the hem
He does what he wants to do.
I envy him, I want to be the wind.
They will guess about my actions by signs.

Ocean fish are such contagions
They sink to the bottom like submarines.
There, they say, it is beautiful and quiet,
I wish I could go there so as not to hear anything.
I wish I could go there.

Why don't people fly
Not by Aeroflot, but let's say, like birds.
I would become a black, I would croak for three hundred years,
How Matthias Rust would be breaking boundaries.
I would become a crow.

Reliable thing, the Kamazio bulldozer,
As a samurai, strong and fearless.
To spit on everything, but to become Japanese.
Break brick walls with noise.
Spit on everything

The mischievous wind lifts up the hem
He does what he wants to do.
I envy him, I want to be the wind.
They will guess about my actions by signs.

I want to be the wind.