Lyrics Папа - Ай-я-яй

The twilight drew the autumn forest and fell silent
Leaving a faint cry ... Then behind the back of the echoes of summer
Here once upon a heady smell of lindens
We flew to a picnic from a bird's fairy tale, like a string to a verse

Ay-ya-yay! Knocking wheels and I in the zone
Ay-ya-yay! Mist was greeted by a forest
Ay-ya-yay! In nature, the century does not see the will
Ay-ya-yay! That's my cross

The silence is that at the beginning of here centuries ...
Folded the poet out of words, henceforth he keeps the moss with a gray ban
But the power of the seven winds thickened the paint ...
Correct the law of thieves, clearly having shot two at the same time

Ay-ya-yay! People, destinies, lives were broken
Ay-ya-yay! In the breath, rhythm lost
Ay-ya-yay! Here, the bitches of concepts gnawed
Ay-ya-yay! And that edge was hammered to them

The physical world is shattered from under the feet
The Earth calls me, and whoever I want to talk to
- In the mouth of the cop - broke loose, and detachment: "Step forward!"
The punishment cell without me, that the coffin without a cover-and-and-and ...

Ay-ya-yay! Everything in the same atmosphere again
Ay-ya-yay! Gorbatov will be in a moment
Ay-ya-yay! Answer me, bro, for the word
Ay-ya-yay! Though wholesale, at least on credit ...

Three epochs fit, lay down ... in one big life
And we limited ourselves to the tetrad sheet,
But do not limit that aspiration upward, and from the edge do not break ...
And he fell, it's not a phrase - to be winged ...

Ay-ya-yay! Interrogation, prison, stages, camp
Ay-ya-yay! Time in the hands of wearing
Ay-ya-yay! Please take into account the humane court
Ay-ya-yay! And again he slipped into the forest ...