Текст песни Елена Фролова - На каком языке...

The album "Sedeshnye Song" (2009)

Music: Frolov E.
Words: Frolov E.

What language

What language
I talk about grief?
Were you, on your own
if we are together.
On the burning sand
chilling success.
To anyone, to anything;
Only the "whoa", but "well".
For some good
Golden shower
If you are far away,
Suliko, Suliko,
Shulamith, Suleyman?
The heart is going crazy,
Sun enters the zenith,
Day of darkness mince.
If I know that even
Will we warmly
Without anguish of longing
chant
And fly with height
In your I, in my YOU
In the flung-open light
Your YES NO mine.
If I know that even
Do you fly off on his shoulder,
The rustle of silence,
And - wave after wave -
Hlynesh light whiskey
And save from boredom.
What language
I talk about grief?
Were you, on your own
if we are together.