Текст песни Вадим Курылёв - На зеленой горе

I'd better go listen to the sea,
Than look at these gray faces
I'd better go to touch the stones,
And try to make peace with the moon

Than to guess what will be,
And the fact that like it once was
Do not go on a green hill,
To stay there and after sunset

Chorus:
Night on the green, on the mountain,
I'll take the clothes and burn in the fire
Lie under the trees, leaves ukroyus,
And sleep on the green hill

Sea whispers his strange tale,
And the moon is above the horizon froze,
And lost the last beam in the black sky,
Between the stars dodging dull

I look at these white stars
Falling asleep under the ancient pine,
And already circling bats
Over my green, on the mountain

Chorus.