Because of this, everyday life sifts through the day New feelings, new thoughts and dreams, And the chords of unsung songs, What kind of soul does Glybina cherish? Then I hope sadness will return, Then you feel hoarse with tight happiness... Th carbut invisible tablet With a serenely smooth face the hour. And sink into the silence of spoken words, Wanting, it seems, they shouted loudly, And the melody is alive Full of incredible sadness. And just believe the sparkle is clear Bent the heart of the axen coins, For the world - the wing, music for songs Yes, and the word is resurrected from the word. No fateful flight can be extinguished, Neither the cold of the stone nor the sin of the curse, That's why our everyday way is to mischief The love of God is clear to all.
