Текст песни Сидоренко Денис - За горами на стихи Есенина

Beyond the mountains, with the yellow dales
Trail stretches villages.
I can see the forest and the frying pan into the evening,
And nettles entwined fence.
There in the morning over the heads of the church
It turns blue heaven sand
And rings roadside grasses
From the lakes the water a breeze.
Not for spring songs on the plain
Green expanse of road I -
I fell in love longing Crane
On a high mountain monastery.
I fell in love longing Crane
On a high mountain monastery.
Every evening, as the blue clouded,
As dawn hangs on the bridge,
You go, my poor pilgrim,
Pray Love and the cross.
Gentle spirit of monastic resident,
Eagerly listen to you litany,
Pray before the Savior's face
For the sad my soul.