Текст песни Юл Абрамов - Там, за рекою

There, beyond the river, the sun rests at night,
And the star-sparks to heat the road open.
There's grass whispering tales to children seems
Wise tell us that no one can.
There are shadows circling the moon mysterious waltzes,
And the smell of the forest you will offer "Stay!"
Do not be afraid of the wind - he will carry with him grief,
The mist shielding, grass warm, seasick.
There dawn east cheeks turn pink,
Torch-star, saying goodbye to the moon, quietly smolder.
Flowers will paint patterns morning meadow
And, blossoming, dew sprinkled each other.
The moon disappears from the sky virgin whiny,
And the chorus of birds declare you happy.
And you wake up, you sobbed on the desires
Stay with them, to return a familiar breath ...