Текст песни Чили и Гоша Куценко - Сказки

The poor artist whitens the canvas
and the Neva River in the morning draws bridges.
The kids are buzzing in the yard
maybe it will rain
and I am evil without an umbrella.
How would I find her in this world,
and not to lose, which is even more difficult.
Life would have lived with her, until the end of days
even harder

CHORUS:
Day, night - anyway
Black and white movie.
Hello! how are you? and again fled ...
Day, night, how are you there?
Maybe it's not in vain by syllables
Good tales were read to us in childhood.

People are racing
beat against glass, like in the darkness of a moth.
Somewhere in traffic jams sleep in reality
maybe it will rain
we don’t need an umbrella.
How would I find him in this world
and not to lose, which is even more difficult.
Life would live with him
until the end of days ...
Harder

CHORUS:
Day night anyway
black and white movie.
Hello! how are you? and again fled ...
Day, night, how are you there?
Maybe after all, not in vain by syllables.
Good tales were read to us in childhood.

Do not let me go...
Do not let go
Do not let go
Do not let me go
Do not let go