Текст песни Вадим Кусков - Перелётные Мухи

Falling snow, like fluff,
In the air, I see flocks
Hungry flies -
Flies fly to the south .
Flies suddenly left
Room, kitchen and bedrooms,
And reached to the south,
Where cypress and palm trees .

Charming south
Throughout whiten Panama
There is no frost , no blizzards ,
There are grapes and bananas .
Straighten the body and spirit ,
Remembering daisy and clover
Flocks of well-fed flies
Once again pulled to the north.

In order , disturbing the leisure,
Gently buzzing around Ukhov ,
To waving hands
We fought off Muhovo .