Текст песни Юлия Ломоносова - Молодым поэтам

& quot; young poet & quot;
I wander in the darkness above the ground
In everyday work and feasts
All dream to find this thread
The one that is greater than death and ashes
The one that is called the spirit of the people,
What is the past, the depth
For our children distant pours
Sound powerful magic string
I am in the eyes of the young poets
Those that do not sell the soul,
To find the source of light,
The power of thought, spiritual work.
Everyone, each of us is talented,
Bright faith in the power of good.
Dormant ancient power of Atlantis
It awakens much time!
How many wars, the great and terrible
Our young grandfathers have passed,
To tip over the old arable land
And see that sprouted shoots
And at last, information,
Ugly war without rules
Wise, gentle, glowing, duhovnym-
All fight, you and me ...
I do not see clearly, but in me
The voice of truth will sound,
I see my mournful land
I say it again to win!