Lyrics Вася Ложкин рокындроль бэнд - Северный ветер

Eh, will conquer the North Wind
Rirls with the root of the house from asphalt
My little city flies
Somewhere there is a balalaika

Somewhere there, behind the gray horizon
Sun pale and patient
Leather cracked on his back
Waiting for wings grow

Magic string oscillation
Black smoke devours air
I get transparent and light
Split as a peaceful atom

Without hot water and gas
Electricity and kerosene
Monster radiant happiness
Looking into the sky quietly.

And on the sky you are flying comets
Airplanes, rockets and bombs
From the bottom up the souls fly away
From top to bottom dripping rain

Grass grows on the belt
Silky and hopic
I'm on a white-white horse
Skipping on the Russian field

no one on the way
Only pit and monkeys
In my wild north world
Balalaika sounds loosely

How will the northern wind
Rirls with the root of the house from asphalt
Frames a small city
My city is empty and forgotten

Silky bitter herbs
The leaves are confused in the beard
Leather cracked on his back
I feel - wings grow up!

Looking in the sky quietly sob
And in the sky no one will hear
Only lightning in the head knocks
Only rain wets ground