Текст песни MoSHkin - Друзья мои, прекрасен наш союз

Keywords: Adaptation of a poem by Alexander Pushkin "19 October 1825"
Music by Igor Moshkina

My friends, our beautiful union

Forest sheds its crimson dress,
Srebreno frost uvyanuvshee field
Peep day seemed reluctant
And hidden behind the edge of the district mountains

My friends, our beautiful union!
He is the soul, indivisible and eternal -
Steadfast, free and carefree,
Fused it under the shadow of amicable muses

Blaze fireplace, in my desolate cell;
And you, the wine, the autumn cold one,
Pour me chest welcome hangover,
A moment's oblivion of bitter anguish

Wherever we cast no fate
And happiness which would neither led,
All the same, we us a whole world of a foreign land;
Fatherland we Tsarskoye Selo

Sad I am with my friend there,
With whom would be washed down a long separation I,
To be able to shake the hand of the heart
And I wish many years of fun

My friends, our beautiful union!
He is the soul, indivisible and eternal -
Steadfast, free and carefree,
Fused it under the shadow of amicable muses

I drink alone; vain imagination
Around today called
But many eh and there because you feasting?
Another one you were missing?

Wherever we cast no fate
And happiness which would neither led,
All the same we are: we are a world foreign land;
Fatherland we Tsarskoye Selo

September 30, 2013
From the first album UfoVitamin January 2013
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