Текст песни Dee Курцман - Дети собирают землянику

Children collect strawberries
On the ruins of the castle,
Which built once
Knight Buagilber, but
Now in his castle children
Play and stroll walls,
Who will these children become?
Knights, probably.

And in every palm sun
Omoto with rain and tears
And watch the elf's thickets
For baby disgrace.
Ah these nasty elves
With deceptive eyes!
Why did they go here
They will spoil the holiday!

But they stand motionless
They look like stones
No one will ever notice
What is something alive.
The leaves are lowered on them,
They can be touched by hands,
They can probably even
Kill but not worth

Do not be afraid of
What is unrecognizable by us
Do not regret
What we never shine
Hide in the shade of trees
With deceptive eyes
And watch, hiding the breath,
How children are worn

And collect strawberries
On the ruins of the castle,
Which built once
Knight Buagilber, but
Now in his castle children
Play and stroll walls,
Who will these children become?