Текст песни Евгений Дятлов - Здесь лапы у елей дрожат на ветру

Here, at the foot of fir trees shaking in the air,

Here the birds chirping anxiously.

You live in an enchanted forest the wild,

Where it is impossible to escape.



 Let the bird cherry drying laundry in the wind,

 Let the rain fall down lilac -

 Anyway, I'll take you out of here

 In the palace, where they play the flute.



Your world sorcerers thousands of years

Shelter from me and from the world.

And you think that there is no more beautiful,

The enchanted forest this.



 Let the leaves will not be dew in the morning,

 Let the moon with an overcast sky at loggerheads -

 Anyway, I'll take you out of here

 The light tower with a balcony on the sea.



What day of the week, the hour

Will you marry me gently?

When I have you in my arms I will take away

There, where it is impossible to find?



 Stolen, theft if you prefer -

 I should not have squandered so much effort?

 Agree at least for a paradise in the hut,

 If the tower with the palace someone took!