Текст песни Фёдор Маливанов - ПОМОГАЕТ КАЖДОМУ

Here comes the man, once he came up employment
He performed feats nights and days on the span
Slowly he walks and looks closely at hand
Nothing will miss the past and can not be held

It helps everyone
Who accidentally meet on the road
A spear in the hands of Paper
gilding lit
And the eyes Bezsonov
It is true the people are smiling
Plate on light cardboard
All shimmer

He's funny - not evil, it is almost a child for growth
And admit it - not clever happens in public places
But it goes slowly and to the side watching with persistence
His wooden sword sparkles in the sun rays

It helps everyone
Who accidentally meet on the road
A spear in the hands of Paper
gilding lit
And the eyes Bezsonov
It is true the people are smiling
Plate on light cardboard
All shimmer