Бибигон - БИБИГОН - Гавань детства анс - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We dream that in the desert, suddenly a stream will appear, a chilly fresh stream, so that passers-by and passers-by can drink from it, we dream that one day a golden rain will pour, so that the artist will paint flowers and leaves refreshed with water with a light brush.

chorus: well, what, what do you want?

and what, what should we dream about?

So that the waves, waves rustle in the distance, in the distance, in the distance...