We divert our hearts with another man's game Let mirages of happiness with sweet longing rise up again Let them fool us into thinking that beauty lives in the castle of death Age-old fairytales and blue birds are welcome guests Our forgotten tears tremble within those fables... Oleg, answer it! Tell them we're here. Don't just stand there! It's some kind of mechanism. I don't know how to respond. But I'll take books with me. Many books. I'll study, and we'll return here again. And I'll let Earth know where we are. The goat! He was waiting for us! Guys, it's a she-goat. A doe! And so they went. Dick and Oleg pulled the sleigh, and Mariana steered it from behind. The goat and her kids came last, whining for food. Even when they got to the forest, with mushrooms and roots, she still wanted condensed milk. But like the travelers, she didn't know... that the sweet white substance was called "condensed milk." Written by Kir Bulychev Directed by V. Tarasov ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Маппеты из космоса на английском - текст Младенец на прогулке на английском - текст Звёздный путь: Следующее поколение на английском - текст Муми-тролль и комета на английском - текст Идиот на английском |