Текст песни Ольга Арефьева и Ковчег - Мотыльки

music and lyrics by Olga Arefieva

Those moths flew away somewhere
Those ships in the shipyards are rusted
Those clouds burst into tears in drops
The summer was finished even to a blizzard.

Those leaves flew off the branches in the fall,
The loaches have dried up, and the leaves have decayed,
Beautiful eyes have gone out in the distance,
Like a kiss mark on the body and sand.

Cry about it, cry about it, cry, cry
Cry for summer, cry for me too!

Like a trail in the sky from a fallen bird
Like the taste of lungwort honey on the palate,
Those voices disappeared high above
The fish fell asleep deep at the bottom.

All this has happened and will not happen again
Like the faces of the wind on earthly pages.
We all go where there is no
Return to this world and this light.

Cry about it, cry about it, cry, cry
Cry for summer, cry for me too!

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