Lyrics Филигон - Через 10 тысяч лет
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Через десять тысяч лет
Будет всё совсем не так:
Будет признанным поэт,
Будет дворником дурак.
Будет светлым каждый день,
Будет спелым каждый плод,
Будет людям спорить лень,
А дружить — наоборот.
Через десять тысяч лет
Будут чище города,
Будут деньги не во вред,
Будет бедность не беда.
Будут розы без шипов,
Будут зебры без полос,
Будут песни вместо слов
И улыбки вместо слёз.
Через десять тысяч лет
Всех часов раздастся бой —
Десять тысяч двадцать лет
Нам исполнится с тобой.
Мы тогда, взглянув на мир,
Сможем суть в нём увидать.
Ах — как жаль, что этот миг
Столько лет придется ждать
Ten thousand years later
Everything will be completely wrong:
The poet will be recognized
There will be a fool.
Will be bright every day
Every fruit will be ripe
Will argue with people laziness
And to be friends - on the contrary.
Ten thousand years later
Will be cleaner than the city
There will be money not to detriment,
Poverty will not matter.
There will be roses without spikes
There will be zebras without lanes,
There will be songs instead of words
And smiles instead of tears.
Ten thousand years later
The battle will be heard all hours -
Ten thousand twenty years
We will be fulfilled with you.
We then, looking at the world,
We can see it in it.
Ah - what a pity that this moment
So many years will have to wait
Everything will be completely wrong:
The poet will be recognized
There will be a fool.
Will be bright every day
Every fruit will be ripe
Will argue with people laziness
And to be friends - on the contrary.
Ten thousand years later
Will be cleaner than the city
There will be money not to detriment,
Poverty will not matter.
There will be roses without spikes
There will be zebras without lanes,
There will be songs instead of words
And smiles instead of tears.
Ten thousand years later
The battle will be heard all hours -
Ten thousand twenty years
We will be fulfilled with you.
We then, looking at the world,
We can see it in it.
Ah - what a pity that this moment
So many years will have to wait