Текст песни Игорь Луньков и Анатолий Колмыков - Ясное моё деревце

Clear my tree,
Green to blindness,
At the heart is divided into two,
In the middle of you.

Wind - your language?
Rain - your relatives,
Who are you melted in the evening,
You will become the beginning of the day?

It hurts to swallow limp,
Seashells in the sand,
The most patient and gentle
Vein in my temple.

Whether the boat with a sharp nose,
Both oars in expansion,
And getting old bridge
With this light to one.

The sky will be diluted in the eyes,
Break out to the height,
On two lives faults
In the middle of you.

And over the river sedges,
Heart sharp snore like a horse,
The bridge is so special,
She is crying and does not creak.

Clear my tree,
Green to blindness,
At the heart is divided into two,
In the middle of you.