Текст песни Дима Буток - О звёздах и гнёздах

Wood is singing with the help of birds,
Night sings with the help of the stars,
People are unhappy because of the rats,
Which fashionable sing manure.
Sometimes they present a beak,
Sometimes they shine at night,
But no one sees their greedy hands,
Only believe the promises and detail.
First idea is in demand,
And people choose from manure manure.
Then do not consider human tears -
After all, through the manure can not see the stars!
Through the manure can not see the stars!
Through the manure can not see the stars!
Through the manure can not see the stars!
Through the manure can not see the stars!
About birds are judged not by the beak and feather,
About the stars speak not by the presence of the night,
This singer is truth and goodness -
So sings and nothing is not silent.
And the one who promises - loves money and power,
In addition, he used to steal life.
In the forest, we have so many deprived nests,
Instead of songs from the rats get manure!
Instead of songs from the rats get manure!
Instead of songs from the rats get manure!
Wood is singing with the help of birds,
Night sings with the help of the stars,
In the world there are no boundaries
In addition to its own dirty nests.
Picture of happiness is quite simple:
Above every nest - its star,
Stand under it in full growth
And sing a song of their nests.
Sing a song of their sockets!
Sing a song of their sockets!
Sing a song of their sockets!
Sing a song of their sockets!
Sing a song of their sockets!
Sing a song of their sockets!