Текст песни Грассмейстер - В 6 километрах от рая

I sit in the kitchen window,
Leaf through a magazine .
And outside my country
And bird flock .
And with it , for one thing,
Leaves summer.
I 'm sitting here , looking out the window ,
A thought somewhere :

On the way to Vizaginas ! Six kilometers from heaven !

Before my eyes this way ...
Count up, buddy!
I so wanted to turn
A pointer.
But I have never seen ,
And I will not lie ,
To anyone traveling there
Or there.

On the way to Vizaginas ! Six kilometers from heaven !

The machine rolls easily ,
Faster than the wind .
And here it is, PARADISE near :
Six kilometers.
Road , arrow , turn,
Smoke ring .
Another year passes ,
I again by ...

On the way to Vizaginas ! Six kilometers from heaven !

I sit in the kitchen window,
Leaf through a magazine .
And outside my country
And bird flock .
I sit, smoke , so as not to fall asleep,
Stub out at the plate.
And could just turn
This arrow