Текст песни John Sokoloff - Sierra South

Sierra South

A small church.
A boy with a candle.
Russian Cemetery
In a strange land.

It found refuge
The best sons,
Former Excellency,
Juncker, grabbing,
The generals, captains,
Noble rank,
Homeland birch
Sadness and melancholy.
Stone slabs,
Russian letters printing,
And the cross is marked
A handful of native land,
What dreams unfulfilled
Do not return home ...

A small church.
A boy with a candle.
Russian Corner
In a strange land ...
Alla Dzgoyti
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Espano Russo
Waltz dawn
Leaf fallen sad
Tears fallen dew.
Rain washes away traces
Tosca autumn pastoral,
Me painted portrait.
I hide under a veil of tears,
When playing your piano
Reticence sadness ...
Alla Dzgoyti
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Letters
Among the mountains in solitude
I dreamed a vision
As if with the wings of the soul
During my violin suddenly came to life,
And wonderful music game
He touched by the wind, barely breathing.
What kind of music it was!
Alla Dzgoyti