Текст песни Алексей Пономарев - малыш

Look at your notebook
Look at your poems
And understand what you have to write
Even if it’s so empty inside.
Look into the souls of these people
It's light there because you are
Diplomat, journalist, treasurer,
Hard worker - and not even count all!

Chorus:
But it's in your pocket
A couple of unfinished poems
You spit on all your nightmares
As if there are no more dreams!
And just as if he didn’t hear
Yes, he looks at the stars.
What are the stars there? You will be taller!
Well, get up, it's time! Let's go to...

You listen far away
To the last crystal line,
There are not many sins on you
Imagine how many you heal!
And here I would like you wrote
To take the soul with your hands
I'd wash her, caress
And would return to the place again ...

Chorus.

And they will go to the block for you,
So you can create, you fool
And others burn with envy
Millions of meaningless lines.
And you write on any scrap,
Give it here, you will lose more!
Light poured out - and go light
I will cling to your muse with a tick.

Chorus.

And don’t look already back at you!
What to suffer about someone else's love?
... why are you not happy with poetry?
Give me one flour with you!
And your songs, baby, this is a treasure!
Well, what are you looking from the roof?
Come back down soon!
Why did you jump, baby ...