Текст песни Антон Бельский - Ветерок

Breeze
Music Anton Belsky, Tatyana Efimova words

He knows everything is always in the world
A naughty prankster wind
He knows every corner, every house,
Flying over the desert
And a wave of the sea plays,
And the leaves rustling outside the window.

CHORUS:
Wind, wind, wind!
Tell a friend,
Where is the summer that has seen,
New found out ?!
Whose are you collecting tales,
And someone whispered?
The path of someone behind him called?
The path of someone behind him called?

Wind is nowhere rest,
In the wings he carries with him
Aromas of fields and orchards,
Clouds controls,
At the steppes barefoot walking,
Or singing in the snow blizzard.

CHORUS.

It becomes brave with him,
Even the fragile kite paper,
Breaks in the heights ever fly!
Wind - he does not know the obstacles!
Call difficulties throws,
Not used to it on the spot to sit!