Текст песни Майя Чалая - Автостопом по галактике

We are still a long hitchhiking to fly through the galaxy,
Through the brightness of the glow of the milk routes and roads.
See the moon and the stars in the sky, in practice,
Being close to you and know that not so lonely.

Raise your thumb, and we will stop the comet.
We say: "Thank you, planted somewhere on Mars?
We have heard, there is a little before dawn.
And how much of the earth in one hour Martian? "

And then farther and farther we rush off into the wild,
Where there is no gravity laws. There is only love.
You can fly through the endless red-haired field
Where Deimos and Phobos ever replace the gods.