Текст песни Обычный человек - Бумеранг

Words by A. Gordeev

Beyond the walls of old castles
Thousands of games painted
Somewhere it will suddenly become hot
And somewhere they will cover the tablecloth

Won't get lost
In the comfort of brocade chairs
From the date of its migration
To the Guardians of Balance

Everything walks the world in circles
And even the sun
But he will be found
Who will boomerang again
And turn away

So much has the sky learned
Paying for courage
About the "little man"
The writer of the book "Eternity"

We are writing new chapters
About life with my own hand
To leave the best here
Taking the good with you

Mixing river waters,
Raising silt from the bottom,
Among those wanna walk
Who's in dry pants