Баязет - Удержание крепости без воды 3ю неделю - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Imagine:

Carelessness, calm, peace. Close your eyes and imagine that you lie in the field, the warm smell of grass emanates from the ground, the sun shines from the sky, but does not burn you, and hesitates. You completely melted inside yourself, grass slightly pegs in the wind, spikelets quietly concern from the time of your face. But you do not close, no, you are on the contrary you are open, because the grass is fresh and not ourselves, and the snow tickles you, as if someone's pain, my friend gently strokes you (for example, mother's hand) ...