Текст песни Надежда Рысь - Я играла на лучах свирели

I played on the rays of pigs
And after me they went like notes,
drank peace and sang songs to the world
The voices of the mother-earth,
They sang peace, and sounds spun
Like rye born in dawn,
I played a dream in which I dreamed
You, singing with me, and me,
never heard of the camp
a musical camp, but tastefully sound,
The music whispered in voices
The sky is on the palms of your hands. -
Who spilled it? Leading to love
From the Krinitsa of his own soul,
So that someone, having drunk clouds from the sky,
The song of the world has completed the sun.






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Author: Nadezhda Lynx ©
17/06/2020