Текст песни Open-Air - Ботинки

You do not wear heels,
you get up on the wrong foot,
you feel strange.
Sings
soul,
breathe easy
and the wind in his pockets
and Bob Marley in his ears.

Flying out of shoes splashing puddles up to the roof
I envy, to whom are you in a hurry
On the brakes! you honk (oh-la-la!)
You step accelerates even faster spinning Earth

From the sky falling water,
city ​​drowned in umbrellas
you with the sky is not cunning:
Honestly -
as everybody -
drops
face
laughing you substitute
all colds spite.

Flying out of shoes splashing puddles up to the roof
I envy, to whom are you in a hurry
On the brakes! you honk (oh-la-la!)
You step accelerates even faster spinning Earth
(E-bys schё-tre-e-ver tit-Xia Zem-la!)