Яна Чернявская - Шато Лафит - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

To fall from a horse into tall grass, the heart of a bullet ... poured on the batiste of the "Chateau Lafit" of the purple July on the batista. And the world is still inhale, the last time is the warmth of the earth ... and clover ... and mint. Leave a short unwritten story with a secret and not crumpled with a sweat. Neither time, nor by me, nor fate ...

The seal does not break the proceedings - to abandon the children's gray hair and forget the pain and forget without regret ...

That's just you - that girl from dreams at the edge of the forest, in a dress of azure, in a wreath of eternal gloomy flowers, whose gaze is stronger than time and bullets - bow to me, in high grass and tears in my palms ...

And I'll be back and will return everything again ...

Someday, in the same July.