Алексей Пономарев - Малыш
текст песни

Look at your notebook
Look at your poems
And understand what you should write
Even if so empty inside.
Look at the souls of these people,
It is light because you are
Diplomat, journalist, treasurer,
The hard worker is not to count everyone!

Chorus:
But this is in your pocket
A pair of unfinished verses,
You spit all your nightmares,
As if there are no more dreams!
But only as if he does not hear
Yes, he looks at the stars.
What are the stars? You will be higher!
Well, get up, it's time! Let's go to...

You listen, you are far away
To the last crystal line,
There are not many sins on you
Imagine how many you will cure!
But I would have written like you,
To take the soul with your hands,
I would wash it, caressed
And he would return to the place again ...

Chorus.

And they will go to the block for you,
So you can create a fool
And others burn with envy
Millions of meaningless lines.
And you write on any piece
Give me here, you will lose again!
Poured the light - and go lightly,
I will cling to your muse with a tick.

Chorus.

And don't look back!
What to suffer about the love of a stranger?
... Why are you not happy with poetry?
Give me here, one flour with you!
And your songs, baby, this is a treasure!
Well, why are you looking from the roof?
Get down as soon as possible!
Why did you jump, baby ...