Текст песни Евгений Громов - Летучая Кэтрин

& Quot; Oh, what a pity that I did not give the wings of the Lord -
Catherine lamented that year -
From the flight of Icarus Daedalus is not saved,
Well, lucky me!
To soar high in the silence of the night,
To meet the sunrise with eagles,
I'm ready to grow wings on his back
Even a hundred thousand years! & Quot;

Useless she asserted,
With only birds fly,
What wingless creation
Free to soar only in a dream,
That the law of gravity
Do not subject to judgment,
But his hands waving Catherine
Imitating a free bird!

But one day her dream come true and -
Here is a letter from some sort of Wright brothers:
Are invited to come and experience
New your machine
Past the mountain peaks, past rivers and rocks
Scary propeller buzzing in the ears,
From the flight of Icarus Daedalus is not saved,
Well, Catherine flies!

Useless she asserted,
With only birds fly,
What wingless creation
Free to soar only in a dream,
Through the laws of gravity,
Power of man-made thoughts,
The cloud flies Catherine
On a cruise on the machine!