Текст песни Стаховски Серж - Березин М - Лебеди белые pilot

Swans, whites whites,
Hide under the white wing
Dreams have their own injured
About the unforgettable, was.

Shot to them very high
White sky clouds.
Where in the lake deep
Sedai flows river.

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Melting fogs with dawn,
Over the palls of the steam.
Give fields with primrose
White groves.

Tender-blooming dala
Manyate other regions,
Just where you didn't fly,
Pulls native land.

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With the first hope melted
In the heart of the tired of snow.
Together with fluffy flocks
Shop will meet me.

Wind cold baucos
Strangers native edges.
Where are you among them - I'm aukay ...
White swan my.

May 3, 2009.

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