Текст песни театр двух - Вдоль по молочной сини

Along the sunny blue breast Hercules
Pulls goose klёkot a fabulous Zimbabwe.
Drowned in dew barefoot, escaping into the near forest
Moose on the "Bialystok", cold on the fun.

It would not have time to fluff up birch leaves,
It would not be threatened by a blind branch of the sky,
We collected force us to the wing's time,
We have presented a shawl dried winds.

How majestically strict white clouds,
As the cold embrace of the future fun.
Autumn - time for the road, fall, your hand
Through the night the causeway in the winter carousel.

Where the sky is connected to the ground echo of the day,
Where treble Bill wakes belfry bell ringer,
Dawn - the path is unknown, dark, let fire
Power or impotence in the upper chamber of the gate.