Текст песни Миша МО Ксения Черноок - Лети к небу

And you fly to heaven, high
Smile will change sadness, so what?
Gives heart to mother, milk
And I'll give you my warmth.

In addition to close communal areas, and all boring persons
I'll step out from the garden to the yard, past the rainy streets
In the sky, birds are plaited and butterflies in the belly
Through the veins, the blood runs, and the tone at the height

We are like children now, with our feet we are sinking sand
But only now the pulse in the temple is often knocked
And then everyone would snatch their dream piece
In the parks and alley past advertising signs

I remember the smell of ink, the coloring on paper
And remember the warm pie in my department store
This melody sounds under the voice of a tramp
I will be the one to handle these sheets of paper

The tramp became wiser, as mother raised
She gave you a soul, how often from the temple
I remember school money, these spam books
And if not for them, then brought up advertising

Tortured me, and spat out of the tap
And I would just be silent, that it would be smarter to seem
I would not take ink in my hands, so do not be afraid
And you know without a dream, you do not even have to take

We do not see beauty, we pull the nock on the kerchief
And I'm not an orphan, but I just do not have a home
To someone a life notebook, I do not have enough volumes
And what to tell, my dream maternity home

Transparent ice in the eyes and cigarette smoke
The eyes are already different from those cool winters
What's left in memory? large printed sheet
I'll start again, because he's still as clean.

Chorus (Xu)
And you fly to heaven, high
Smile will change sadness, so what?
Gives heart to mother, milk
And I'll give you my warmth.