Сергей Безруков - И Млечный Путь - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And the Milky Way, and the meek crescent, and the stars, and water, and this quiet. All is well, what kind of feeding is not enough? My soul, soul, and you are silent. Forgetting about wheels, I plunged into the Duma, the head of the clamp by hands. In the walkway Lunar Chelny froze silently, know, not to whom and no need to row. Don't you not have a lonely housing with fires now? But he looks not on the beauty of these, but in the reflection black of his own. Forgetting about the messengers, plunged into the Duma, the head of his hands clap. In the walkway Lunar Chelny froze silently, know, not to whom and no need to row. And without hope, a voyage movement, and the past is not incurred. And our life is not only a reflection, Grey, the harm, is where to row. Drikhina, calling God, leave reflection, longing, under the sky Star Moon dear swim to that living light.