Текст песни Чайф - Письмо

Music and words - V.Shakhrin

 I do not know why
 I wrote a letter.
 Sheet turn into the plane
 and comin to heaven.

Let it fly above
 Down dropping words.
 If you want to be in time -
 Take a look there yourself.
 Clouds build a house
 Clouds are building a garden.
 Here are friends of the cloud,
 Directly to the house fly.

Here is an innocent veil,
 Sailing love
 Here's a hurt tear,
 Turns into rain.

I'm trying to catch
 Wind tearing up.
 The wind will be able to lift
 This strange envelope.

On patterned wings,
 From unspeakable words,
 Here from my palm -
 Love flies away.

And on the canvas sky,
 Enough space quite.
 And she, like a star,
 Shines me in the dark.

If you can read
 It will be easier to understand -
 Why only in a dream
 We can fly.