Текст песни Юлия Чекулаева - Голубая лошадь

Here carousel tired to finish running,
And splashed crowd the park gates.
And the horse will be a couple of blue
 Across the earth to find yourself.

It will be held at the temples and palaces,
According shortie two-bedroom apartments.
lyre legs Quartet will alarm the world,
He will find the house and its creator.

He quietly sleeps on an old couch,
And it is not clear where the hair where the chips.
Night cooling of the lunar chill,
Worries get cool on his forehead.

"Joiner, carpenter, you fashioned horse
That was the same blue and Russian,
That green eyes was a little sad,
That, more than anyone, he understood me. "
But the carpenter sleeping on an old couch,
And it is not clear where the hair where the chips.
Night cooling of the lunar chill,
Worries get cool on his forehead.
Morozov, "Poems of the blue horse"