Текст песни Александр Новокшонов - а я снова поклонюсь реке

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And I once again bow to the river
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And I will live forever in the desert
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With the power of the wind in the free ruke-
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Brushwood collect altar

Fan the fire to their gods
And stay with the sky itself to itself
A whisper of prayer will give
What's left to believe miracles ...

But wait a morning dawn
And he filled the silence yourself
To dispel smoke dawn
Under the moon and the sun to become his

Prayer and carried across the steppe
And grew within me the soul
And he did not know where the edge of the earth
And lunging breathless ...