Текст песни Дискотека 80-90х. - Плот

On a small raft, through storms, rain and thunderstorms
Taking only dreams and dreams and a childhood dream
I will quietly sail away, only midnight will enter the house
To rhyme to fill the world in which I live

Well, let my path be hard
Pull to the bottom pain and sadness, previous mistakes load
But my raft made up of songs and words
To all my troubles in spite, not so bad at all

I'm not running from those who prophesy to me
They are both fuller and easier on a solid shore.
They were not given to understand what suddenly became of me
What called me into the distance, soothe me

Well, let my path be hard
Pull to the bottom pain and sadness, previous mistakes load
But my raft made up of songs and words
To all my troubles in spite, not so bad at all

Thread to the past tear and continue to be what will be
From monotonous everyday life I will quietly sail away
On a small raft, only midnight will penetrate the house
The world of new colors is complete, I may possibly find

Well, let my path be hard
Pull to the bottom pain and sadness, previous mistakes load
But my raft made up of songs and words
To all my troubles in spite, not so bad at all

Well, let my path be hard
Pull to the bottom pain and sadness, previous mistakes load
But my raft made up of songs and words
To all my troubles in spite, not so bad at all