Текст песни Алексей Клепиков - Алексей Багичев - И облака, что утром так легки

and clouds in the morning so easy ,
that break up , not saying a word ,
I will catch tomorrow as the new
that the cross erased himself from their hands .
and the blue- white aspic ,
which cuts the city air vents ,
Archangels are becoming increasingly rare ,
and having met , in the face of change .