Текст песни Добрынин Вячеслав - На юге дальнем

We're no strangers to each other,
And the music takes us into the distance,
I look in your eyes large,
And I want to understand your grief

You're sad, like a bird,
What's behind their girlfriends
Well the music of sadness
That calls and beckons us to the south

On the far south, the moon and palm trees
And a number of cypress trees on the sea
In the south, the evening promises to meet us
Only otpylaet in heaven sunset

On the far south, the moon and palm trees
And a number of cypress trees on the sea
In the south, the evening promises to meet us
Only otpylaet in heaven sunset
Saxophones cry like a blizzard
From the tangle of hope hovers thread
Well in the evening hours on the south
We are with you in the dance talk

All the more we are drowning in music
In our feelings in the arms and hands
From the first meeting in the night train
Train, flying south

On the far south, the moon and palm trees
And a number of cypress trees on the sea
In the south, the evening promises to meet us
Only otpylaet in heaven sunset

On the far south, the moon and palm trees
And a number of cypress trees on the sea
In the south, the evening promises to meet us
Only otpylaet in heaven sunset

On the far south, the moon and palm trees
And a number of cypress trees on the sea
In the south, the evening promises to meet us
Only otpylaet in heaven sunset

On the far south, the moon and palm trees
And a number of cypress trees on the sea
In the south, the evening promises to meet us
Only otpylaet only otpylaet,
Only otpylaet in heaven sunset