Knows that brings misery, but
remembers his debts
In blond braids weaving cry Orioles
A boat on the rocks somewhere dark and waves
knock axes,
Sun hiding in the bush for the time being
But ! Soon it will be sunny ,
Soon it will be fun,
Soon you will hear the last song
a lost cruiser
Soon it will be fun,
Soon to be affectionately
Soon your eyes will sparkle strangers
paints
Just remember that your opinion, if
shot
Under the arches of the ancient temple
Your horse will not stumble , flying through the rocks,
Flying through the scent of jasmine
This feeling is stronger than any bear,
And above crane
But everything else - the dust and mud bog
I want to burn quietly in a hot flame
undiluted fires
In an open book to hide between the lines
And you're watching a movie, you're looking for yourself
of gray stones ,
But what is left over, it is known only
me
One ! Soon it will be sunny ,
Soon it will be windy,
You have not written a letter , and you already know
his answer
Soon it will be windy,
Soon it will be sunny
Soon he will step back from the window,
And it's all over for you