Текст песни Заславский Александр - Рикошет

Ten thousand languages ​​I translated your songs
For one thousand roads, we began to laugh less
Spring kisses your forehead, you can see the sky in it
Spring introduced his numbers, and it's time for her

And now somewhere in the new year summer
We knew the conscience and there is a mother order
And mother always has enough light
There is no place for the routine.

If in March sadness, then in the sky smile
I went to heaven, I will not come back soon.
The gate was lit, where the guitar is like a violin
Came to be silent - ragged in the word.

Again somewhere in the new year summer
We know, conscience and there is a mother order
And mother always has enough light
There is no place for the routine.

I heard a rust bridge, and the ultrasound of the lighthouse
In the subway asked each time forgiveness from the old man
You are on the snow Draw a plan and ships plan
And miracles from miracles, live on the planet Earth.

Always somewhere every day summer.
We know, honesty and there is a mother order.
And the mother always has enough light.
There is no room for a mess in Paradise.