Текст песни Ночные снайперы - И быстрей в самолёты...К северу душно... Лечу налегке....

I am leaving the capital
Wounded Bird
Blasted sky
Black grass
I happened here in the summer
Silk poplar
Sweetness Neglinnoy
Steppe Tver
Without you, it is difficult
Every moment
Unquestioningly
Shoulders drift
And I do not know who first
Defector
Surrendering one
Mach love

I leave the capital:
Surrenders
Wounded Fritz
Struck dumb in anguish
I happened here late:
Southern Star
North stuffy
Flying light

Without you, it is impossible
Unbelievably
It's hard to be coherent
Fingers in the resin
And I do not know who first
Defector
It was devalued
On a spit

And faster airplanes!
Not afraid of heights
Ritual drains
Stewardess newspaper
Fuselages made of cotton
Blue Heaven
And I already do not have