Александр Введенский - Сын - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Above the dark fertile sea, the immense air was worn by a blue kite flew in blue, he silently swallowed the night of night. And the air thought: everything passes, barely hanging a rotten fruit. (1) A star as a dream rises in the sky, the Immortal bee sings. Let a person like death and a stone, silently looking at the sand, the flower is longing petals and the thought descends on the flower. And the air swept the sea as if the sea was metal. (2) He understands both forest and heaven and diamond at this hour. He is a bastard flower, he is oak, we look at him to the right as we still live, we will cut it with a knife. And the air swept the sea as if the sea was metal. He became wiser than a man he asks for a name to give him. We began to call a flower Andrei, he is a peer according to the mind. Around him, beetles and birds stood like forest cups. Around him, the river fled her protruding (3) sting. And butterflies and ants, they ring over it with bells, nightingales are pleasantly cry, flying gently above the fields.

And the air swept the sea, as if there was a metal.