Ролдугина С.В. - Зелёный путь - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Green Way

The river will not bring me to the sea.

After all, someone must germinate on the shore and on a cliff start the roots in the sand and clay, and fasten the soil so that it does not crumble and does not blur, does not collapse under the foot of the descent ...

And from the river there is a wave of dampness, and the pulse is the pulse partition.

And here is spring. And in the foamed berths, the neighbor's slope drowned, and the sky stretches to the ground, and he still carries from the lowlands, and I get clicked from the cliff in the omut where the whole brood is waiting for the devils ...

The river remembers me completely different and reflects me in the depths of the waters.

I will survive the winter so many times that the emptiness inside will eat me inside, and once under the chain showers I spread the branches to the ground - into the cross, in the last exhale by echoing the winds, flying the last seed - score ...

It, of course, will swim to the sea.

And it will germinate a little further than me.