TAMATAFRESH - Самолёт
текст песни

The girls fight, the boys kiss
The world is rolled to hell, the wars for applause
People like it, goodbye, the earth is beauty
The world has gone crazy, fly and smile

At work people in sweat
Dying in offices to die at the factory
Burn day after day
Behind the telly and porn
Observe with interest a belly with popcorn
And we are simple to the sun are happy
We do not count money, we do not expect salaries
We will saddle the pagas of the winged
We fly away to watch the immense
You see a plane in the window
He clearly flies to the south
Take me on flight
Liner Atlantic

There are no masks of five tickets
To the edge of the world parking by the wind
They say there are no vacationers
There the anchors dropped into a cliff.
And I would hang out slippers on a sheer
There is a shut up, smoke, listen to the song
She is played by an orchestra from heaven
There are no troubles there, the demon is not right here
You see a plane in the window
He clearly flies to the south
Take me on flight
Liner Atlantic

Listen, the sun, build this plane
I would put people on him all
And would show how miracles sing
And the world would rule the eternal positive
No one would think to rob and kill
No one would be angry and did not lurk offense
Black and white called each other brother
Poor and rich songs would sing
I will drag on in the summer to the core
I'll pick up sun bunnies
We will fly to the planet of permafrost
And scatter the summer on the map
You see a plane in the window
He clearly flies to the south
Take me on flight
Liner Atlantic