Проект ХБ - Встретимся скоро
текст песни

A soft light will wake you up
In the eyes of color diaphylms -
Your cinema from childhood:
The images are tactful
It’s just that it was not.

You are different on the diaphylms
As if you are still a child
Not on the bridge, but above the river.
And you can hear somewhere distant
The city is painted with music.

Means,
The boy stretches
He wants to go there
Hear the word

So after the year, he goes forward,
Gradually gaining a move.
Countries, cities ... for him always
There is a travel star.

The path is limitless: not to turn there
Impossible - there is no route.
Let the years go, but go there a minute.

Get up and take your bed,
Go confidently and simple.
Under each step will be aground.
You will have a sketch - half -spammered watercolor.

Not a matured face
No half -grooming, no smile,
Only leaving the porch
Your traces are dotted tanks
Like flower pollen.

You know, in the end there is no face
And just flickering
Like the tail of a comet

For many years you have been going into the light,
Leaving your fuzzy trace
Countries, cities ... for you always
There is a travel star.

If you are alive, then your whole world,
Without borders, shackles and fences
On the edge of the winter, we will meet soon!
We will meet soon
We will meet soon ...