Текст песни Вадим Байков - Печаль моя

My sadness

My sadness woven from sounds
From the whisper of birch foliage,
The enthusiastic heart of hot stuffs,
From the cloud, in which, light, you.

Happy sadness sad mystery,
Hidden in the depths of the roast of grass,
In which the mystery of Mirozdanya is hidden,
And the eternal immortality of pillars.

My sadness, happy moments,
About those who are there and who stayed here
The soul of love in love in a twisting mige
It will open its universal path.

Light track, woven thread,
On the rainbow from the sky to the Earth,
The supreme command and hiring
Shatting the grieving wedge of the cranes.

Their gaze is accomplished, frozen,
Whispering whisper lips:
"My favorite, a piece of paradise
On the wings, bring you. "

And, answering heart call
Soul mourning, joy messenger
Lilac Snorling will answer
And will slip out for the cloud crown.