Текст песни Калачиком рядом - Разговор с землей

** Conversation with Earth **

I touched the brushes to the ground.
She shouted in the heat of my tai.
What do you come true, the winter is the line?
What are you blooming, "will you tell me?

Ribs to her tickle
Rainbow bore, laughing rain.
Birds body on the sky Rhoneal, -
Something threatened those hindered.

Cheek Les gets to children in spring:
To the thick difference of rainbow fibers.
And the tree gave me his curl,
And the smell of fogs and berries of forests.

Flower is hot kissed field
In burning deres pure lips.
The old woman of the pipe is a response to all pipes:
You, my fools, in spring and you!