Текст песни Жанна Бичевская - Я ехала домой

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I was driving home, my soul was full
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Unclear to herself, some new happiness.
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It seemed to me that everyone with such a fate,
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They looked at me with such kindness.

I drove home ... Two-horned moon
I looked out the windows of a boring carriage.
The distant gospel of the morning call
He sang in the air like a tender string.

Throwing a pink veil across the sky
The beautiful dawn woke up lazily
And the swallow, seeking somewhere in the distance,
In the clear air bathed.

I was driving home, I was thinking about you
My anxious thought was both confused and torn.
My sweet nap touched my eyes.
Oh, if I had never woken up again ...

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