Ivan Kulikov - Walking Through the Forest - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Forest is the breathing of the Earth, then without which our existence is not possible. Separate world with their rules and tenants. When you pass the first trees catch yourself on the thoughts about how good it is here. The scattered light of the sun passing through the crowns of trees, edges with soft grass and small flowers, foliage noise. But with each step in the depths of the forest, the Sun is hidden behind the thickets, the trees grow increasingly, the silences are increasingly becoming in itself. The most important thing is not lost, because for thick thickets, there is a long-awaited exit.