Полиграф ШарикOFF - Космос
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I want to be an astronaut, that's the only way
These guys set themselves lofty goals
These guys are all about style, like Monsieur Louis Vuitton
These guys despise all earthly hassles
Space, space, space
If you want to live easy and simple (to the point of being outrageous)
Space, space, space
I need to fly away, it's not too late (it's not too late, brother)
Space, space, space
If you want to live easy and simple (to the point of being outrageous)
Space, space, space
I need to fly away, it's not too late (it's not too late, brother)
The bustle from TV screens and in open newspapers
All about estimates and budgets, rates per square meter
The astronauts' accounts are full of ones and zeros
And they pour cool Chablis into their glasses
Space, space, space
If you want to live easy and simple (to the point of being outrageous) (It's outrageous)
Space, space, space
I need to fly away, it's not too late (it's not too late, brother)
Space, space, space
If you want to live easily and simply (to the point of outrageousness)
Space, space, space
I need to fly away, it's not too late (it's not too late, brother)
The view from space is beautiful: factories, ships
A scattering of nature's gifts, weddings, marriages, and divorces
And the plots, the dramas of a small planet, don't touch me
To the raspberry bushes' squeak, snow-white cuffs
Space, space, space
If you want to live easily and simply (to the point of outrageousness)
Space, space, space
I need to fly away, it's not too late (it's not too late, brother)
Space, space, space
If you want to live easily and simply (to the point of outrageousness)
Space, space, space
I need to fly away, it's not too late (it's not too late, brother)