Текст песни Вадим Егоров - Французская песня

French song

                  Vadim Yegorov

This is not a fairy tale - a saying,
What the bad weather window,
And you're so close,
With just longer.
As blue balls
Soaring in the sky,
Let us join hands
And fly away somewhere ...

   Tale-fiction:
   the city is not collecting dust,
   sky is blue,
   and under the sky just you and I.

Clean and comfortable,
empty and deserted
parks and trams,
because everything happens in fairy tales.
Break and zanoyut
the wings behind the back,
city ​​in a haze of melting -
what we take off over the city.

This blue light,
where the whistling wind,
always be worn,
like two elusive bird,
to the winter and summer
in the blue light of this
you're with me swinging,
Only tale that never ended.

   ... Tale-fiction:
   the city is not collecting dust,
   sky is blue,
   and under the sky just you and I.