Текст песни Петр Елфимов - Я живу

It seemed that it was from longing,
spikelets rustled in the vase,
far from vanity and noise,
the wind shook that from the river.

Surrounded by a curly ring
like a weeds forgotten porch,
pollen kisses
poured onto a hot face.

It seemed as if among them -
ripe, gilded, alive,
I - born within the city walls, -
only an embalmed myth.

I hear their cheerful rumor
the blue glorifying the sky ...
It seemed ... All not in reality:
I breathe, I see, I live!