Текст песни Пилот - Про кота

During the five hills under the purple sky
Worth home.
At the window , on a chair , under a green blanket
He slept .
People ran away , throwing things ,
Such a thing - war .
Its skin is more expensive , of course,
Forgot your cat .
It is time to remember
And take it with you ,
& quot; But if the animals here ? & quot; -
I will tell you , probably , either.

Where the horse's mane
Golden evening was carrying ,
Sad Cat Walks
In a dream. All requests milk.
To meet him soon
At the gates of the heavenly heat,
During the five hills , under the purple sky
Worth home.