Леонид Маркелов - Под небом голубым... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The head of the Republic of Mari El, candidate of philosophical sciences, member of the CPSU, LDPR and United Russia Leonid Markelov wrote beautiful verses:

Under the sky blue, endless

And in bright sunlight

And in depressive days of scandalous,

In a large and in small things.

I am changing the life of the working village,

It has been 12 years old.

And I hear the howl of a steel wolf,

Giving a classic ballet in the rain.

Grow on the shores of sandy

Palaces and castles slim rows.

The river in its eyes of glass

Their reflection looks from the water.

Incomprehensible and many unnecessary

The cherished dream is the incarnation,

I connected the north and southern

The Renaissance is on the Mari land.

I suppose not everyone likes it

Only everyone would wish for himself

So that the daughter is born a beauty,

And he did not fly in doubt.

But crawls on granite slabs

And on the porch of bridges

A flock of uniform parasites

From the constellation of the hounds of dogs.

Destroy, erase, destroy

Fragile crystal lock,

Not wanting to listen to the reasonable one -

Thirst for the death of the ship.

And to whom in the prayers to contact me

And ask: for what and why?

Familiar and stone faces,

And nobody needs me.

I'm walking with a cross with my road

Under gray, prosaic barking tirade

And my life was intertwined with anxiety,

Turning work into hell.