Текст песни Леся Горова - Весняний дощик

Again the dream sprouted from the child's forehead,
To come true sometime in the world,
She flew over the ground and touched it
Sun, sky and grass and flowers.

Chorus:
Our dreams, our dreams, like the warmth of spring,
Everyone will be warmed and hugged.
And once, and once dreams, like us,
Grow up, grow up.

Let the silver music of the rain grow in them,
And a ray of clear sun,
Let hope fly every day and every moment
To small and ardent hearts!

Chorus. (2)