Текст песни 342. Би-2 - Три сантиметра над землёй

North wind
Playing with yellow foliage
The ship froze in the roadstead
And a plane over Moscow

Has become the whole world around
Our secret
Autumn beats wing
You are my God
You give me
Happiness with a touch of despair

Three centimeters above the ground
While you're by your side
We will not forget how to fly
Spoiled saint
Still able to surprise

I hear the echo of events
In the shootout of the clock
I'm trying to forget them all
But not completely ready

Everything is a foregone conclusion
Not by chance
Autumn beats wing
You are my God
You give me
Happiness with a touch of despair

Three centimeters above the ground
While you're by your side
We will not forget how to fly
Spoiled saint
Still able to surprise

Three centimeters above the ground
While you're by your side
We will not forget how to fly
Spoiled saint
Still able to surprise