Текст песни Евгения Мелешко - Не состоялось

Wings would grown, would not wait for the summer
And flew b to countries woven with light.
Voice of Torn by the wind, I called you,
I was answered by the Black Arrow.

Let go to the sky paper ships,
Their kite your kite accompanied Africa.
Sorserly puddles, I look through the water,
You draw the sail and swear the weather.