Текст песни Anfisa P - Питер-Москва

Love letter flies
Through the cities and the weights
And filled with tenderness
One hundred kilograms weighs.

And the planes are fast
Letters pass,
And radiant joy
It fills them.

Give a little joy -
Just think, not scary.
And an affectionate and warm verse
Flying forward bravely.

It's cold in the sky
And to warm up,
My cheeky letter
Heat takes from the heart.

Above the forest a wedge of my lines
Flies lower
And with centuries-old pines
He shares affection.

Slender lines are thinning,
Close in rows.
And the distance is coniferous forests
Lies between us.

She lay down on the crumpled pillows
In the middle of the bed.
One row winged
Stayed. May be enough?

Wormhole Spaces -
One another wider.
And dots in ellipses
Six hundred thirty four.