Текст песни Леонид Агутин - Голос высокой травы

Night , the moon and clouds in the sky ,
So light and unrealistically high ,
Night , the crickets and the terms of the head,
For a summons tall grass .

This is something that is sound under the roof, is that no one heard.
This is the voice of the tall grass on the other side .
This is something that is sound under the roof, is that no one heard.
This is the time of arrival of the moon on the other side .

Smoke fog floats down the river ,
And create something out there in the attic,
Snow will go in the morning , and the first
For a summons tall grass .

This is something that is sound under the roof, is that no one heard.
This is the voice of the tall grass on the other side .
This is something that is sound under the roof, is that no one heard.
This is the time of arrival of the moon on the other side .

Where grass grew , and now the river flows ,
But more lives fern .
And the fog comes and the fire is burning , or steel clamps his hand ,
Across the river in high grass wandering white horse .

This is something that is sound under the roof, is that no one heard.
This is the voice of the tall grass on the other side .
This is something that is sound under the roof, is that no one heard.
This is the time of arrival of the moon on the other side .