Текст песни ЧайФ - Я летаю над Парижем, задевая потолок

I paint on the window of your eyes slanting arrows
I play the trumpet -ee drain clumsily ...
I'll build Kizhi taking from matches boxes,
I fly over Paris touching the ceiling ...

I paint on the window , I look at the empty walls ,
Leaving the sand -ee Covershenno poem.
I paint your dreams , I'm flying in the clouds.
Oh, God, can - can I just a fool ?

Why are tears of happiness , tears of sorrow , grief sea
Happiness quiet ruche -e -ek , escaping into the sand.
I paint on the window to himself loudly arguing ,
The search for truth in wine , the truth is worth something ...

Sleeping cuckoo clock . Maybe later , can early
Do not have time stop- cr - and -ana , no wings on his hands.
Somewhere out there in the desert dried up happiness quiet stream,
I am alone in my apartment , and the ceiling above the sky ...