Текст песни Чи-Ли и Гоша Куценко - Сказки

The poor artist canvas whitens
And the river Neva in the morning driving axles
In the courtyard buzzes kids,
Maybe it will rain, and I spite without an umbrella

How would I find in this world is it
And do not lose that difficult More
Life would have to live with it until the end of days
More difficult

Chorus:
Day night anyway,
Black-and-white film
Hi, how are you doing, and again fled
Day night, how are you
Maybe all the same is not in vain in syllables
Good fairy tales as a child read to us.

People running a race.
Bute on the glass, as in the dark moths.
Somewhere in traffic waking sleep
Maybe it will rain,
We are in fact an umbrella to nothing

How would I find in this world is it
And do not lose that difficult More
Life is to live with him until the end of days.
More complicated.

Chorus:
Day night anyway
Black-and-white movie.
Hi, how are you doing, and again fled
Day night how are you
Maybe all the same is not in vain in syllables
Good tales read in childhood us

Do not let me go
Do not let go
Do not let go
Do not let me go
Do not let me go