Текст песни тянем руки к солнцу - ловим тепло

Little girl scared of one
And no reason not to hurry home,
And she ran out to the porch and up
Little girl alone on the roof.

High-rises, frozen parade
And through them toward the sunset breaks
He gives her a little miserable heat
She is so necessary, because she was waiting for ...

Young children on rooftops
All streets, districts, neighborhoods and cities.
Pull your hands toward the sun, catch heat
But here is the sun, the solution is gone ...

Young children in a hurry to go home
Meet the dads out there, meet there moms
Little girl, where have you been?
But how to explain to them that it is not hvatet heat?

How to explain that their home and work,
And real life only on Saturdays?
This is not the life that it is necessary,
Mom, I want you to always been there!