Текст песни 2.5.5 - Мрії

As I carry the dream
In the distant sea
In a diverse country of dreams
Where fields and mountains
All leave and wormwood
Until the sun
There I like the wind
Will Always Will

Chorus:
The sky will be clean
There will be a wide step
Mind will be money
And unlike home
will cliff
will groves
Butterflies And good
As the sorceress sorceries
Everything can not remember
It will be winter, summer
Sun from the sky plays
And pubs transparently clear
Music will play
This country is happiness
The happy moments
I'm glad that I swim
This country

Chorus 2
 And how to die, bury
Me to the grave,
Among the wide steppe,
In thecountry cute,
To fields are wide,
And Dnipro and cliffs
It was evident hear,
As roars roaring
Bury and get up,
shackles porvite
And I will smite evil blood
Will okropite.
And my sem'yi large,
In sem'yi freestyle, new,
Do not forget to remember
Not bad quiet word.

How to carry out Ukraine
In the blue sea
The blood of the enemy ... I otoydi
And fields and mountains -