Текст песни Алиса Фрейндлих - Имя твоё

Your name is a bird in hand,
Your name is icecline in language,
One single lip movement
Your name is five letters.
The ball caught on the fly
Silver tambourine in the mouth,

Stone, rushing in a quiet pond,
Silly the way you are called.
In the light clicked night hoofs
Thumbnamed your name rattles.
And calls him in the temple
Picking trigger.

Your name is Ah, it is impossible! -
Your name is a kiss in the eyes,
In tender strumbs of the real estate,
Your name is a kiss in the snow.
Key, Ice, Blue Sungage ...
With your name - sleep deep.

April 15, 1916.