Текст песни Люба Глотова и Толя Изотов - 19 - У соснового бора, у тихих болот

In a pine forest , near the quiet marshes
Paradise does not have a fence , no gate from heaven .
Only paradise only birds of paradise ,
Leo then in Pushkin , near Nikulin Vitsin .
Here the mother her son was sick
"I am Yeshua , - he says - I'm Joshua ."
He raises his eyes where angels trumpets ,
it hot forehead burns to her lips.
"The more you hide me , than you to me to console ,
My Yeshua , sleep , Joshua ...
We shelkόvye lull herbs
We weave the nest White-winged owl
land grow corals
Golden Nightingale sinkopiruet solo.
Month turns pink in heaven ,
You - Thou ... "