Текст песни Comme Il Faut - Фонарики

If God could be any
Someone who would have stolen the fire
Who would be the clay, and some edge
And who valued life above silver.
If God could be any
Whose name would be on the lips
Each warrior scorched by war
He could go home.

And quickly fled the days of b
But would fly past them
inextinguishable lamps
Unhappy and happy.

If God could be any
What has been used in water, and what wine
And is it all the fault of the baby
When hunger knocks at the house.
If God was love
Is death would hurt
And you'd whisper every night:
"Fly, fly my favorite ... my favorite! ..

..pridi and save me
Promise without violence
What is not alone in this world, we
And only the wind over the willows "

And flying over the valleys
The rivers become torrents
inextinguishable lamps
Unhappy and happy.
inextinguishable lamps
Unhappy and happy.