chaz , my old, tired piano, sovana royale, igor brankovsky, when... a hand touches these keys, when theadness, my old, tired piano. argo, is your path closer than the road? milky? argo, what losses is the oncoming bird crying about, passing over you, raised by fate, this is a flag, goddamn service, an eternal banner, a sail over you, raised by fate, this is a flag of rumors and passions with an eternal name, na-nay-na-nay-na -na, na-nay-na-nay-na-na. argo, if the sail takes off, we will hit the dogs , well, in the end, be in the cat of the rowers , that's what was revealed to us and we are with the stars, well, in the end, let all the rowers, that's what was revealed to us and we today, following me , on a jet ski you fly behind your back. my water ski mark has melted, you hear their music, hear it as if from a magic bow, such music, i will take you home, i will take you away, in sight, i will take you away from all my friends. i will lead you away , perhaps to misfortune, with one stretched string, we are connected with you, you are coming, you are flying after me through the years, as