Текст песни Тайна Третьей Планеты - Друг

You're a man of the theater
With you we probably minus
For your trembling hand
I 'll move katostroficheski
That lack of understanding of the miracle
And rarely misunderstanding
I'm behind you will not be silent ,
While the kitchen is not sleeping your neighbor

Behind you wonder
Before thee rarely
I tear you to pieces,
In grains - is aptly
As for the rest , perhaps , happiness
In the rest of thee
We translate into twelve
We turn to you all the traffic lights