Текст песни сколот - Ветер

Tell me the words, wind,
My thought is to wander tired.
Explain to whom in the darkness
Bird squeezed sadly.

Why the road is to the dream
Suddenly the burly grows.
And ruthless anxiety -
My soul is tortured.

Tell me the words, wind
Same and not under
To fold a simple song,
Yes, do not take with you in the grave.

So that she with grumble
By expanses rolled.
And the rain on the ground fell,
In the heart of good settled!

And then a miracle happens -
The song will live in the world.
Time, like sand, leaves ...
Tell me the words, the wind.

Tell me the words, wind ...
Tell me the words, wind ...
Tell me the words, wind ...
Tell me the words, wind!