Текст песни Дима Буток - О звёздах и гнёздах

The forest sings with birds,
Night sings with the help of stars
People are unhappy due to rats,
Which fashionably mocking manure.
Sometimes they have a beak,
Sometimes they sparkle at night,
But no one sees their greedy hands,
Only believe the promsions and trifles.
Initially, the idea has demand,
And people choose from manure manure.
Then not consider human tears -
After all, it is not visible to the stars through the manure!
Through manure is not visible!
Through manure is not visible!
Through manure is not visible!
Through manure is not visible!
About the birds are judged not on the beak and Peru,
About the stars speak not by presence in the night,
The real singer is truth and good -
Therefore, she sings and nothing is silent.
And the one who promises - loves money and power,
In addition, he got used to steal.
In the forest we have so many deprived nests,
Instead of songs from rats we get a manure!
Instead of songs from rats we get a manure!
Instead of songs from rats we get a manure!
The forest sings with birds,
Night sings with the help of stars
There are no boundaries in the world
In addition to their own dirty nests.
Picture of happiness is satisfied simple:
Above every nest - your star,
Stand under it in full growth
And sing the song of your nest.
Sing the song of your nest!
Sing the song of your nest!
Sing the song of your nest!
Sing the song of your nest!
Sing the song of your nest!
Sing the song of your nest!