Текст песни Концерт - Поляна

Do you hear - the magical ring tunes?
The moon will be full, my queen!
Lawn wakes up to singing and dancing,
And will laugh your faithful servant.

Lawn wake dance and songs.
The world suddenly became too small.
While we are not in a circle - we remember each other.
As soon as the touch - the games begin ...

     I - a white bird among the hundreds of color as you.
     I used to be worn by the wind, fly, fly so unaccustomed.
     My world - my cell. Chains shine the light of day.
     But even a healing aptly never catch me.

Oh, Bright Falcon,
You fly high,
Široki your wings,
Your burden is light.
Take what you want,
Yes, tell me - tonight
Is not seen you at the bottom
The old fool?

When reeling oaks on the meadow -
He will be able to return to your ghost dance.
And bend again, shaking his beard,
Humiliated and humble your faithful servant.

He may come back, and can stay.
First smile, and after - to succumb.
Lawn - no room, so what do you got?
Dance Queen trees and herbs!