Текст песни .полозкова - чтоб ветер трепал нам челки и флаги рвал.

each Drugova fiefdoms - with rivers and forests
the valleys of the hills runways
Let's not only the tourists themselves.
if we let dissolved buried
binoklevoy in the mist.
each Drugova ships.
rush forward with a squeal large dogs
coalesce doors latitudes addresses
rubbing noses
ropes
sails.
I'll be as weak lips dusky
kiss you lightly on the forehead gorizontik
between the skin and hair.
in some of the tiniest cabins
I'm going day by day to direct tourists
and we will hear that scurry chaechek
along the deck and sirens that sing from the waters.
the wind whipped our bangs and tore flags
you will lead and I take the helm
and on shore to salute and a carnival.
something to take something gross - boarded
to us for more than twenty would not give
and the salt eats his hands up as much meat.
to a profile in the blue and heading south-south
so if one by one - all the skiff
to two agile Jung Yang FOREVER
and every badass demon mischievous child heaven
tooth around his neck
shark but can not
and every lover angry young dunce.
a telescope dotted barely -
Drugova each island.
and God will be the old boatswain storm seas
tanned cast in the headdresses of the anchors
eloquently silent as Bill Murray
arranged like a hero.
we will be his joy this game
kityat dolphins or somewhere near the stern.
but water and darkness and there is no other prison.
except that there's no pronoun "we."
and holds a silver filling in laughter
rainy Moscow - every so good
tire moor sit edge to edge
and let us pull in September as a dark rum
and quietly to warm gut.
and we felt a hand lunya strict -
Drugova each coast.
and the evening will be peppered soup kharcho.
so that in lashes poignantly and passionately.
and the bosun gently knocks you on the shoulder:
- See you soon brother free. come back rich.
and the breeze in the mane will walk playful.
and tomorrow will have to wait a distant reef
which proporet us and put the belly
the surrounding turquoise us. As the sun sets.