Текст песни Инна Ищенко - Маленький хлопчик

A little boy who is silent
You have one eye yelling.
You go to Paradise and give up for five,
Because you're dumb and you don't say ...
Little boy, you're here, you're there.
I would so much like you to get up.
I have a dream so beautiful,
And your mom, she's gray.

Refrain:
People in design,
People-gardens, people-statues.
We would lie down and you would stand up.
People are poems
Know more.

Little boy with a pumpkin,
Tell me, what is my syndrome?
Say yes, say "tru":
When was my first half-life?
Little boy, you are here, you are!
Your body is rotting,
And my first plane to the US,
And the soul is a little rotting on the side.

Refrain