Текст песни Солдат Семёнов - Византийское лето

No one to remember about God
Clay sentences candle
Mountain ridge Sobs
Under Gold Parchoy

Beeing beekeeper where you
Hives are yours
Echo immortal summer
Sparklers in the distance

Swallow nest Lepit
Right to the sky
Whether whisper whether twist
Motherland Mother is called
Motherland Mother is called

Leave Vladyka and conquer
Handle scarmer rotation
Say a gardener Hello
So nomad farewell

On partisan tablets
In drafts between rows
Vyazy Vizantine Summer
Mountain road lace

Swallow nest Lepit
Right to the sky
Whether whisper whether twist
Motherland Mother is called
Motherland Mother is called

Nor the yoke of winter
Not cold darkness
Warm summer day
Clear summer day
Byzantine summer