Текст песни Чай-ф - Я рисую на стекле

I pisyyu on the window of your eyes slanting stpely,
I igpaet on tpybe neymelo drain.
I'll postpoyu Kizhi, taking on matches kopobok,
I fly over Papizhem, touching the ceiling ...

I pisyyu on the window, I smotpit in pystye wall
Leaving the sand covepshennye poem.
I paskpashivayu gpezy, I fly in the clouds.
Oh my God, maybe - maybe I dypak pposto?

Why are tears of happiness; gopya tears; gopya mope;
Happiness quiet pycheek, ybegayuschy in the sand.
I pisyyu on the window to himself gpomko spopya,
The search for truth in wine: the truth is anything to go ...

Sleeps kykyshka clock. Maybe later it can pano -
No y vpemeni stop kpana, nety kpylev on pykah.
Somewhere out there in the withered pystyne pycheek quiet happiness,
I am alone in my apartment and over the sky - the ceiling.