Текст песни Павел Фахртдинов - Под светлой сенью сада

Under the shade of the garden light,
under round the clock,
You do not have to play in words -
words play themselves.

Entirety harmonies,
and all the explosive mixture,
a formidable summer cloud,
under winter snow suspension.

The entire rainbow adverbs
all the energy of the verb,
pain all human,
all copper bell.

All clacking and trill -
din immortal bird,
over the cradles of the font,
over the kingdom.

Above the poverty small
Odessa communal,
hospital nurse,
study of a stick,

Above the silence of the crypt,
in which the world is put.
Playing word - ridiculous.
And the prize - is not possible.