Текст песни вадим стечкин - полеты

while outside the fluorescent winter
breeches dance in the fire of your fire,
under the accompaniment of jazz purple,
my mental illness last phase,

live reflection lens sunglasses eye
in mezhdsezone I walk by native steppes,
still looking for himself among the heights and the Basotho, beauty and shit
among households and familiar faces, the smell of spring

and you're still far away
Galaxy calls, whisper
I would have to go in flight, eat sprats
sleep on the balcony close to the stars
I would fly, because I'm not afraid of falling, no pain
laziest warrior
in the big field
I'm a grain of sand on a global scale of his will
woe to the homeland not because of mutual love
locked dilapidated porches
'm burning a hole in the bottle, I lost the ticket to a happy childhood
on the bright face of the leader spat, I do not know the feeling of loyalty
among classmates who lost their virginity
among the tears of parents, really frustrating
and nowhere to go because Brother
This country produces only soldiers
not ignited after the war and not for freedom or a brighter future
war is to destroy all

I would fly, away sebatsya
and the soul will not be sad place notes
I will not miss this Blevio
bro, I would fly