Текст песни Белый ходок андрей - Нежданная гостья

Dew on the palm gather ,
Drops like adamant sparkle
Birds trill wonderful twist ,
Shadows danced to the beat of wandering .

Quietly walking on the grass ,
To people go closer , closer ,
As much protorёnnoy trail
No one will see or hear .

I will dwell on the growing of grain by hand ,
Coming in from the creek , bare feet ,
Many people have taken away with them ,
Kissing cold lips .

I will look into the home
What's closed door, hoping .
- Seeking refuge Plague ,
Let me now, I'm thawing .