Текст песни Dal Vina - Далеко далеко На цветочный лугах

Far, far away
Beats from fast-flowing rivers
Over the edge of milk
On Kiselny Breg

And the earth as UNIC
Head tryahnet
Pure water of the sky
In spit rye zapletet

And swaying pine and spruce swing
Under the quiet song of the reeds
In the blue cradle under a blanket of feathers
Sees white dreams my soul

Far, far away
On flower meadows
My soul shakes
Wind soft hands

Far, far away
Under the wing of the sky
There are no trails, no roads
Freedom, freedom

Chorus: There's swinging and swaying pine fir ......
etc.

Far, far away
In my crimson edge
Kohl you easy
Flies, flies

There are swinging and swaying pine spruce,
But the grass'll have to keep quiet
In the blue cradle under a blanket of feathers
I'll rock you
Far Away ...
far, far away ...
Far Away.