Текст песни Сейф - Кувшинок Бледных Хоровод

Pale jugs dance

In the branches of your eyelashes
Moon confused
And sleeping birds
Over the sleepy womb

Pale jugs dance
On the black stroy of the core
sorry
Your abode bottom now
And opens the pool door
Tony

With your cheeks run
Purple tears
And boat slightly tremble
Under the measuring creak of the oars

Your hair slides odds
On the black stroy of the core
sorry
Your abode bottom now
And opens the pool door
Tony

And there in the depths of Murzly
You will swim in the stars
And there will be a Milky path
Singing love eternal

st. and music. Nikolai Kovalev

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