Текст песни Женя Макаров - Кто теперь с тобой...

I would fly above the sky
Touch your hand to the planets
Touch your head to the stars
So that it’s not about where you are and with whom you are,
And what's wrong with you.

I'd bury myself in the sand
Leaving all questions, answers
Somewhere in the back of the gun
And then sharply pull the trigger.

And let the fantasy fly
Blossoms in the wind
What was - is gone
And what will remain with me.

Maybe a dumb summer
In these hundreds of kilometers
Brought me deeper
In this pool with his head,
But still, who is now with you ...

I would find my place
And even spit what was there -
Maybe a chair, or maybe a chair.
And do not care if there is an empty ceiling.

I would dive into the ocean again
And find a dolphin there,
To hide with him deeper behind the ice floe,
So that not so much pressed into the temple.

And let the fantasy fly
Blossoms in the wind
What was - is gone
And what will remain with me.

Maybe a dumb summer
In these hundreds of kilometers
Brought me deeper
In this pool with his head,
But still, who is now with you ...