Текст песни Белый Орёл - На что похожи облака, спросил меня мой сын слепой...

What is it like clouds?

I asked my son is blind.

I would have explained to you, but how?

After all, do not you see, my dear.

 

Well explain in any way.

I like you want to know everything,

And the truth is that they float

And can quickly disappear?

 

Yes, it's true, clouds

Are different, son.

Here it is as if a river,

This lush hay stack.

 

Here is a network fisherman

And it's like the gray wolf.

Well, Dad, what are you silent

And you trembling hand?

 

Then I said to his son,

What cloud gray one

Like his eyes

With glasses, as the night mist

 

What is it like clouds?

I asked my son is blind.

I would have explained to you, but how? ..