Текст песни Екатерина Шаврина - Земля, как ситцевая скатерть

LAND AS A PRINT CLOTH

The earth, like a chintz tablecloth, is in flowers, in lakes to the brim.
I’m afraid the words aren’t enough for the song - or maybe the words aren’t necessary.
Flowers will give caress in the summer, whisper lakes with reeds -
And somewhere in the middle of dawn there will suddenly be a birthplace.

The earth is like a chintz tablecloth on a generous wedding table.
I’m afraid that there’s not enough music to sing with dignity about the earth.
Suddenly free will flow in the heart - the eternal call to the desired people.
And where there is fun and feast - there are songs of grandfathers and fathers.

The earth, like a chintz tablecloth: spread it wider -
And enough words, and songs enough for the soul, and for the earth.
Just go out into the field early, spill 7 pots on the arable land:
Earth is not a self-collected tablecloth - it is generous only from labors.