Текст песни Чесноков Николай Яковлевич - Ночные цветы - романс - 1940

White, pale, gently fragrant,
Dream night flowers.
With baby silent rays silver
File them moon from height.
Force magic, so much wonderful
These flowers bloomed.
They were combined with Otrada Heaven
Sinwester chairs of land.
It's difficult to breathe! This night is inxicated
The sultry is full.
Sweet breathing flowers,
She worries soul.
Whispering flowers their speeches silent,
Secrets are waiting for unknown.
Up to dawn with moon inseparable,
They are cut and bloom.