Текст песни Поэтесса Юлия Бруславская - Километр до встречной любви

KILOMETER TO MEETING LOVE

Roads missed at the crossroads of the steppes,
A kilometer to the oncoming star.
The wind blows from the hills all the bolder and bolder,
Drowning out the taste of bitter trouble

Pulse typesetting by meters echoes of steps,
Someone calls, and someone is silent.
As if the sea does not see its shores,
The sun is burning in a dim glow.

A kilometer to the long-awaited oncoming love
The steppe leaves, the path winds,
Don't tear my heart apart
Like grass crumples when running.

The valley turned to the bustle of the city,
Don't count the kilometer anymore
Behind the wall of hilly faces, those and not the same
So we still have to wait.

Dimensions fly in days like ruins of years,
A kilometer to the oncoming dream
Eternal in the feelings of this life is a mutual verse,
Me and you, me and you, me and you.

© Copyright: Julia Bruslavskaya, 2021