Текст песни Чичерина и Смысловые Галлюцинации - Полёт над Уралом

In the winter white spaces
Somewhere between east and west
Except for mountains slopes await us
And soft snow paws.

Where does it take us with you
While the city sleeps in its beds?
We cling to the ice ...
All right, let's fly!

Interrupted flight over the Urals ...
A couple of hundred meters is so little.
A little more life
A little less death
Takeoff and almost we were gone.

Blue Kamaz drivers
Already set a course for us to meet.
We have different views with them
And different plans for the evening.

The wind screamed treacherously
Pines and spruces bent to the ground,
Through the screeching of brakes and dogs ...
All right, let's fly!

Interrupted flight over the Urals ...
A couple of hundred meters is so little.
A little more life
A little less death
Takeoff and almost we were gone.

Interrupted flight over the Urals ...
A couple of hundred meters is so little.
A little more life
A little less death
Takeoff and almost we were gone.