Аля Кудряшева - Мария и Марфа - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Marfa runs around the house, prepares, swears, bakes ... Maria thin harp touches his shoulder. The teacher sits tiredly - the eyes of the dust of sulfur. And Martha Pie got, wine, milk, cheeses. The teacher is in bewilderment - as if I came home ... - Maria, since there are no skills - even legs to him Omoy! - Screaming, staring, Marfa (from the screaming of the temple). And it was the beginning of March, about eight o'clock ... The door flows behind the door, and in the house so hot ... "I ask, do not rush, you don't need it ... I've been better than the harp ... shoulder ... Wood. Talked. And Martha sits down. On the white cheek Marya thick flows strand. She is bored. Sits teacher. Over a hill dillet sister ... - And what are you all silent. After all, you will leave in the morning ... And in the house the smell of cinnamon enveloped silence, the teacher recalled the parable, for her one more. About the grain, death and tornado, about good and cheers ... Maria looks trusting, frightened, from the bottom up ... The nights of Marenevo crumble, the bushes were covered with dew ... - Dysflower Marfa, and blessed you ... But only smiled Martha, did not see in that trouble. And in a clean bag of Marley gathered him a meal. Danced dust over the road, saddled on his head ... Maria said goodbye to God, a man was walking from Martha ...