Текст песни PLASTИКА - Выше Радуги

Over the Rainbow

Thunder we should not wait.
Stories of long, passionate poetry,
It is not easy with a hammer bite into granite.
Singer freedom lived in captivity.
Tons of paper thrown on the table,
Praise your throne accustomed
Servants in white cassocks.

Above the roof,
Rainbow above
Soared and then lay down.
Do you hear? Do you hear?
We still breathe,
Our figurines of clay.

Payback is too coincidental.
Passerby glanced
And go, and remember our poetry.
For breakfast with tea is the past.
Despair finally disappear,
Time will reveal, would cut unnecessary.
Secret spilled from the roof.

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