Текст песни Григорий Данской - Никогда не играй на флейте

"Do not play the flute - vyduesh soul" -
said the teacher of guitar playing.
"Soul vyduesh, what will remain in the world?"
"Soul vyduesh as you come to God?"

... Waste ship. There was silence in the port.
The captain stood hatless and without shoulder straps.
And on the shores of every woman - a widow.
And on the shores of every boy - old man.

Where a time when there was the day at night?
Someone laughed, who just stared out the window.
It was not the war ... Or was the war?
Who will tell when - silence ...

And I played the flute, and blew the soul.
I played the flute, and it turned out - breathe.
Fly, my soul! Will hour will send for you
balloon - celestial globe, gold ...