Текст песни Анатолий Киреев - Золотые берега

Golden shores
And the unprecedented river
As if it would be called from afar.
I still do not believe
In a new loss
Apparently she is not so easy.

Collect paints
Wax masks
While amazing dawn.
As if from Citz
Dear faces
Our older years.

And before pain slices
Memory of fragliya
In the woven eye.
Like empty water
Running years
Leave the years of us.

Golden shores
Will often dream
Release the bird -
I catch (4 times)