Текст песни Синяя Птица - Купи мне шарик

An old man stands on the bridge,
Balls on strings sells,
Perhaps it is - an evil wizard,
He does not allow them to depart.
They must be in captivity,
They got him to the network,
And so they should be in height,
And so they have to fly,
Fly ...

Buy me a blue ball,
I do not know why,
I am the wind throw the ball,
Let him bear it ...
Perhaps there is his destiny,
Where there is no me without you
Where there is no one
Where there was nobody.

An old man stands on the bridge,
All day balloons floating above it.
Or maybe he was not angry,
And the captives nice here.
Perhaps in the sky blue
They will not live long,
A better way to them twice,
When they are firmly holding the thread?

Buy me a blue ball,
I do not know why,
I am the wind throw the ball,
That he carries his ...
Perhaps there is his destiny,
Where there is no me without you
Where there is no one ...