Текст песни Загадки для сфинкса - На юг, мой друг

Southward my friend
We are birds, the clouds are cutting wings
Water will flow from the wounds
Only laughter will patch them
The child that first saw a hedgehog
He got lost
Mixed up streets and countries
And the forest is quite far away
Have to wait for dawn
The boy ran to the kitchen: “Mom! ..
Under my bed a hedgehog, come on it
will we feed? "

Poem - Vsevolod Fedotov