Текст песни Игорь Тимашев - Фея лесная

Green grass crushing ,
I dried the dew from his lips ,
Surely the Fairy Forest
I met today in the forest .

I do it as if familiar
And a voice like the whisper of the river ,
And hair like straw,
And ogtbleske cornflower eyes.

On the soft , blooming meadow
He sang a song cheerful stream,
There you like in a fog ,
In the tangle of bright rays .

Thrilled fluttering soul ,
When you called me ,
Quietly something said
And the distance for a stole .

Since then I have not miss the forest ,
All meetings are unexpectedly forward ,
I am your fairy forest
Fortunately , il for evil ...