Текст песни Whining сhild - хочется сесть и оказаться на другой планете

I want to sit down and be
on another planet ,
in the winter or in the summer,
where children laugh ,
stitching at the end of the flyleaf .

to shining stars
in the windows of the night reserved seat
It would like lie map
like Jean -Paul Sartre .
That would be it's too late .

I would fly away bird
aircraft wings ,
be a first-rate note
or hug someone
who for a long time dream .

just can not sleep at night ;
worn sandals and tight ,
the world is not given race ,
the one who waited a long time ,
pain itself flawed.