Текст песни Похилев Владимир - В доле с ангелами

I'll take my guitar in hand,
 SETUP strings to sound,
To my chord sounds
 Over the horizon somewhere raced.
I am ready for the clouds,
Over the horizon, the wind rush.
Over the crests of the waves holding hands,
Rhymes beauty to enjoy.

Chorus: No, I did not finish all the lines,
                Not all of the chords sounded.
No, not all the points are arranged,
                My lips sing not tired
  In the morning I go out in the open field
  In the distance the mist swirls again
  So I share with the Angels
  To fly over the ground like a bird!

I wake up at dawn
I have before me the boundless expanse
And I cry all the world,
As I am a poet with a rebellious soul.
He lit the fire of contradictions
In my tortured nature,
 But I know there is a forerunner,
Carrying with him on the wings of a storm.

Lyrics fly somewhere to heaven
Taking the anxiety and sadness
And I almost do not need bread
I know Angel behind.
And often stellar at times
On the shore, where the sea roar,
Under a bright yellow moon,
It is poetry to me whispering in my ear.