Текст песни Глобус - Трубачи

Back in the woods did not wake up the birds,
Flies planet to the sun,
Only trumpeters have not slept,
Can not sleep this trumpeters.

They also sleep, probably hunting,
The cushion would like to hide their noses.
For trumpeters special work,
They are always in a hurry to watch.

And because they stand up to the light,
And at night built on the edge.
Pipes buglers toward dawn
And inflate a new dawn.

Already a star blinked in farewell,
Burning hot rays on pipes.
So that we can climb the signal
First we must rise trumpeters.

And because they stand up to the light,
And at night built on the edge.
Pipes buglers toward dawn
And inflate a new dawn.