От Винта

From the Propeller

От Винта

Who dreams of being a pilot?Kto myechtayet bitʲ pilotom?
A brave face can be seenPchyenʲ smyeliy vidno tot
Because only the bravePotomoo chto tolʲko smyeliy
Will fly in the airplaneSam polyezyet v samolyet
Because only the brave will admire the heightPotomoo chto tolʲko smyelikh oovaʐayet visota
Because everything in the airplane depends on the propeller!Potomoo chto v samolyetye vsye zavisit ot vinta!

From the propeller!Ot ot ot ot vinta!
From the propeller!Ot ot ot vinta!
Oh, the pilot has a jobOo pilota yestʲ rabota
He flies the airplaneOn lyetayet samolyet
Oh, the pilot has a concernOo pilota yestʲ zabota

And if suddenly the pilot wakes upA yesli vdroogu pilot oosnyet
Because like us, friendPotomoo kak nam, priyatyelʲ
You will think of flyingTi nadoomayeshʲ lyetatʲ
Don't forget that you are a flyerNye zaboodʲ, chto ti lyetatyelʲ
From the propellerOt ot ot vinta
From the propellerOtot ot vintaaa

Dreaming is good for healthSon polyezyen dlya zdorovʲya
And health is necessary for everyoneA zdorovʲye nooʐno vsyem
And when you are in the airplaneA koguda ti v samolyetye
About me, a million problemsOo myenya million problyem
Under you, kilometersPod toboyo killomyetri

Above you, cloudsNad toboyo oblaka
And you can breathe only on the ground for nowI vstyakhnootʲ moʐyeshʲ tolʲkl na zyemlye lyetishʲ poka
From the propeller!Ot ot ot vinta!
From the propellerOt ottt ot vi-nta