Текст песни Елена Фролова - Веточка вербочки

Album & quot; Journey to Paradise & quot; (2005)

Music: EV Frolova
Words: EV Frolova

Sprig VERBOCHKI
Matveeva

Sprig verbochki
Squeeze in my handful.
The sky is not angry -
Sleep, my Vera, sleep.
Tenderness melted -
(Your voice - brook) -
The world is not corrected,
Just went to the gulls.
Just so happened
(God is always visible);
The songs are composed as
In the box, the rest of days.
Doors wide open -
The box is now empty.
Falling in plowing
Word of mouth from heaven.
But I'm sad without you, lonely.
Do not go away darkness gold:
I hear the song, but I do not see the person -
And there is no end to this torment.
Do not you see, I do not know,
Because you are now - an unearthly,
Because I do not say,
Because as you do not sing.
Bird singing vsporhnёt - and melted. . .
In my life, your life grows,
In my song your lights on. . .
Who noticed that you - no?
Sprig verbochki
Squeeze in my handful.
The sky is not angry -
Sleep, my Vera, sleep. . .