Lyrics Кирилл Стрекалов - Маленький принц

All you see is a reflection in running water.
Do you remember all those you sang about
But you don't remember who sang about you.
And when all the bridges on the Neva are lifted,
You will suddenly remember that you are not alone -
With you ten thousand people like you
Forgotten mediamin

Wander in silence
Wander in silence

And this is neither hell nor heaven
It's just that the sky is painted with old colors
Your little prince
Fails another fiasco again
Look how he laughs sweetly
When you walk by
And what else remains for him -
Love is his pantomime

Love is like a pantomime

Fleeting faces
Fleeting cities
Like torn pages
We will never read
Where boundaries end
Where they laugh at themselves
The little prince again
Lead the wrong path

The little Prince
Laughs until colic
The little Prince
Believes you and waits

In the meantime, tightening the scarf tighter
We rush to where jazz plays
We rush to where the blood plays
We rush somewhere again and again
Stepping cautiously on thin ice
On the great river
Your little prince
Comes out in a steep dive

Fleeting faces
Fleeting cities
Like torn pages
We will never read
Where boundaries end
Where they laugh at themselves
The little prince again
Lead the wrong path

The little Prince
Laughs until colic
The little Prince
Believes you and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
Believes and waits
The little Prince
Laughs until colic