сливки скисли - kaze tachinu - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

A short -sighted boy sees a plane in a dream. He sits down in the cockpit and rushes over the city: pale, rays glitter in the river, the feathered apparatus carries unknown to Dali. With such dreams, so to speak, with a cloud in hand, trying not to analyze them so as not to frighten away, the young man will fall out of the Drem, like a person who interrupted reading, slowing down his eyes on the same phrase. Time to melt the time -

You need to understand how to behave in the face of a disaster, the wind will not subside, so, be ready to stand firmly on your feet and never give up.

But can a dream lead to destruction? And did the Japanese designer dream of a war? What is the point of looking at the sky bright when in your country a shortage of food. What is more important - to see the first flight of your creation or to be next to a dying wife to the end? Is it to believe - the Italian fascist that comes to encourage on the thorny path in dreams? Who knows we are born to make a fairy tale pain, but create someone evil and defeat him at the end of a fairy tale is too simple a way to Catharsis. After all, the real Janny Kaproni was one of the first to redo the bombers into civilian aircraft. So one animator was tired of hiding that great rise of the nation, for the intelligentsia to mask the point of view, a destructive desire to touch life sometimes leads to a hopeless dead end, but was it destructive?

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We ride around the city, take you sit down.