Текст песни Владимир Васильев - Уже по сути

How the shower of light beats in a jamb
And the windows by the walls takes
So, no element, days draft,
Burning the forest, ink and drive autumn.

Already on the day, the secrets are not spreading,
Weighing heavy work in the forests -
Consider gold. But spreading and gnawing
At the forest with the wind (not to overflow).

Already graze there, in heaven,
Otara clouds, referred to as snow.
They are called - fleeing the forest in the forest,
And the gold and dress up, as if noby.

Already, in fact, everything is ready to be
Winter face, and only waiting for the latter,
Retained, and obsolete oaks:
"In the future, do not rush, because autumn is not an intermediary!".

But the shower of light beats in a jamb
And the windows by the walls takes
And, not a verses, days draft,
Burning the forest, ink and drive autumn.
1982.
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