Текст песни Адаптация Пчёл - Небом ко Дну

On phone calls
On the belated sides
Emergency eyes signals,
All swim belts
Without lights of landing tracks ...
Through the interference, a sleepy ether ramily
Foreign radio waves
From other people's shores - cold mainstream
It pulls the sand after me.

And one foot in hell ...

Heaven to the bottom
From pole to pole
Birds of birds will open to me
I will open fish routes
From pole to pole
I will not run
Through the thorns of ghostly stars
And crazy goals
Well, let
I will be above all of you, I will be
Heaven to the bottom.
To the bottom
Heaven to the bottom.

The night fell so quietly
Cities
In the areas of seasonal rains
Roads of wells
Colored water
Into the tanks of the seas
They waited for me for a long time
And the bonfires warmed silently
The outgoing summer
From the abandoned match
At the beginning of the journey
Kilometers

And one foot in hell ...

Heaven to the bottom
From pole to pole
Birds of birds will open to me
I will open fish routes
From pole to pole
I will not run
Through the thorns of ghostly stars
And crazy goals
Well, let
I will be above all of you, I will be
Heaven to the bottom.
To the bottom
Heaven to the bottom.