Текст песни Татьяна Белоус - У крылечка моего не стучит копытом конь

At the porch, my hoof the horse does not knock
Tatyana Belous.

You went to the edge of another,
There was looking for soul peace
Focused on the field you are Donskoy.
Between us snowfall
And none of us is happy
What I had to, forgive us with you.

Chorus:
At my porch does not knock the hoof the horse,
Only the throat is welcome on Birch.
Does not sound in the garden harmony,
Lean to the window of the palm,
Melt the pattern I on the frost.

I did not grieve
And so that our world does not break,
I went to the night along the field for you ...
We went to fire with you,
Friendly water crossed
Copper pipes with you were not frightened too.

Chorus:
At my porch does not knock the hoof the horse,
Only the throat is welcome on Birch.
Does not sound in the garden harmony,
Lean to the window of the palm,
Melt the pattern I on the frost.

How we returned home,
My falcon has become all gray,
But his soul remained a clean field.
I will lay grain there,
It will germinate in the spring
For myself, I do not want the best one.

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