Текст песни kavabanga - По городам

So we wanted to fly over the world,
Open his rusty lock.
The main thing is to stay in the dreams of children,
All the rest will come by itself.
How often they are thrown overboard
But the waves once again bring to the beach.
And so the word gloomy worries
We have not been ill with this passion.
Let's go nafig.
We remove the telly. But what will happen tomorrow,
We will not forget, let the neighbors we asked to borrow money,
And give up the neighbors across the street.
Discard all, yes all, because there is no desires
And means to go back.
Let us be less to look at the clock,
And more often look at each other's eyes.
Score at all the fuss,
All efforts to forcibly dragged hazy bottom.
Forget that today is the day - Monday, Wednesday.
At work, take the day off.
Your life is so familiar twisted in chain
Break its strong links.
If there have happiness recipe, it
Freedom, plus a drop of luck.

You should not cave in under the changing world.
Let's less in the eyes of resentment - more in the heart of love.
These rules clearly invented by someone else,
We are connected, you count.
As without your hands
not vstaaaaaaaat ...