Текст песни Наум Блик - Утро

The rays of the house drove me out of the house!
On the street in April, rooks arrived.
I'm shaved and clean as Vinsan Cassel
Ate a sandwich, drank some jelly.

The trill of the nightingale, the murmur of the stream:
Thus begins the day of the ant
Such as me, and a song about the morning.
Long live the spring and kama Sutra!

Ground transportation creeps down to earth,
And I'm a pedestrian flying winged
Past the houses of my millionaire
Past the metro and poster with Jarmolnik

Hello, good morning!
Overhead, the sky speaks to me as if
Inside the blooming emotion bouquet
He sends japanese sakura greetings

Wind ... fresh for the meeting
Blows in the face, I look good
I'm young, confident and carefree
Neither in a fairy tale you will tell, nor you will describe a feather

It's cool that morning in April to someone
Gives minutes of tiresome thoughts
Where the heart soars without a parachute
And the name of the dear takes the whole mind

The Karakum is a very big desert
At school, all children know about this
But life is interesting stuff
That there, too, you can meet someone

In a minute I'll be at the club
With a smile, like Patrice Lumumba
I will approach weightily to the place where Nastya
Already waiting for me, the passions in power