Текст песни А.Чугунова - стихи Роальда Мандельштама - Когда-то в утренней земле...

Once upon a time in the land of the morning
Hellas was ...
It is not necessary to wake the dead ,
No need to be sad .
Passes evening, night pass
- Will come mists,
Any wound heals ,
Any injury .
Why the future of regret
Scolding the past ?
May be better to just sing,
Perhaps the best?
On the bright windy dawn
In this world ,
Where silent chain lights
Shakes wind
And yellow leaves of poplar
lives joy
- Hellas was on the ground,
Hellas was ...