Текст песни Павел КлещЪ Клищенко - Аисты

A thin strip of light dear to us to heaven
This planet says goodbye to the best of the rays
Sleep. Maybe you wake up, hearing their voices
The sea, river and tear - all in one stream

Everything that we have ever searched, poking, like moles
The hand to mouth and heart commend you
What could be higher and deeper than just a dream
About Golden inevitability of our victories

Drops of tears fell on the verse lists
Apples eyes remained dry and sad
And after the death of all of us will carry the storks
For timber-poles in the field of cabbage

And discouraged white wings
Flocks in the sky soar new angels
There will be a revelation to us, we will become a dust
Kohl did not see all that is left

Listen to this great sea whispering
We suggested the road - you just believe
But the world is so much waiting that has forgotten the meaning of expectations
And their unbelief will not open the door tight

A drop of tears fell on the verse lists
Apples eyes remained dry and sad
And after the death of all of us will carry the storks
For timber-poles in the field of cabbage

Embroidered sky a needle beak carefully
Fresh wind thread stitches Cloud
What holed lightning bayonet helpful
Cotton patch sewn us milk

The field under the snow has a lot to grieve
It may be worth to us on boot gray hair
But eternity becomes a river, and we have nowhere berths
We remain alone with you again

Drops of tears fell on the verse lists
Apples eyes remained dry and sad
And after the death of all of us will carry the storks
For timber-poles in the field of cabbage

And after the death of all of us will carry the storks
For timber-poles in the field of cabbage ...