От Винта
Kto myechtayet bitʲ pilotom?
Pchyenʲ smyeliy vidno tot
Potomoo chto tolʲko smyeliy
Sam polyezyet v samolyet
Potomoo chto tolʲko smyelikh oovaʐayet visota
Potomoo chto v samolyetye vsye zavisit ot vinta!
Ot ot ot ot vinta!
Ot ot ot vinta!
Oo pilota yestʲ rabota
On lyetayet samolyet
Oo pilota yestʲ zabota
A yesli vdroogu pilot oosnyet
Potomoo kak nam, priyatyelʲ
Ti nadoomayeshʲ lyetatʲ
Nye zaboodʲ, chto ti lyetatyelʲ
Ot ot ot vinta
Otot ot vintaaa
Son polyezyen dlya zdorovʲya
A zdorovʲye nooʐno vsyem
A koguda ti v samolyetye
Oo myenya million problyem
Pod toboyo killomyetri
Nad toboyo oblaka
I vstyakhnootʲ moʐyeshʲ tolʲkl na zyemlye lyetishʲ poka
Ot ot ot vinta!
Ot ottt ot vi-nta
From the Propeller
Who dreams of being a pilot?
A brave face can be seen
Because only the brave
Will fly in the airplane
Because only the brave will admire the height
Because everything in the airplane depends on the propeller!
From the propeller!
From the propeller!
Oh, the pilot has a job
He flies the airplane
Oh, the pilot has a concern
And if suddenly the pilot wakes up
Because like us, friend
You will think of flying
Don't forget that you are a flyer
From the propeller
From the propeller
Dreaming is good for health
And health is necessary for everyone
And when you are in the airplane
About me, a million problems
Under you, kilometers
Above you, clouds
And you can breathe only on the ground for now
From the propeller!
From the propeller
Escrita por: Marina Landa / Sergej Vasilev