Текст песни Геннадий Вяземский - Горошина

I was told, I broken
Running pea
In gray you get lost dust
But you forgot my lovely
Dust feeds forces
Dust, beginning of the Mother of the Earth

I'm flying to the term I
With first streams
Spring will return me to life
Sun warmed me
In greens like me
Valid from snowy sleep

Do not frighten the troubles
I'm waiting for good luck
Does not erect at all
After the storm path
And good luck with bitterness
As if noon from the floor at night
Just alternate
In this life, the essence