Текст песни Халдейка - Драгоценные семена сердца

Precious seeds heart *

Long gone are the days when,
When we brought up those precious seeds -
The seeds of the heart ...

Now we are sick and soon die
Beautiful autumn clear day,
And the guardian angel with visible stoned
When we will wash their hands
What is not born, it is not necessary to take care,
Leave all the past - worth the candle
A game where we put on zero
The seeds of the heart ...

Oh, we would roll down (...) God
Damn jazz, but we knew -
We will be rewarded handsomely all this pathos
The path of faith in the fire - this path is not for us,
We chose the cold mocking eyes,
They fertilize the soil, planting, squeezed to the root -
And sells the world.
As a reward we have world whipped cheeks,
And, turning to ashes, and went on her hands,
How old dead cats, priceless **
The seeds of the heart ...

But I smile at last poet ***
We missed him just a couple of years,
And in the autumn of my time, as you can see,
It does not become an obstacle.
And we judge whether what we have lived in vain?
And if we lose ... well, what do we lose?
And the good gardener in the heavenly expanses
It tells us how to sow the heavenly fields
The seeds of the heart ...

* The image of the song & quot; Lokayata & quot; V.Drkina
** & Quot; High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & quot ;, John. Salinger
*** Refers V.Drkin