Текст песни Dal Vina - Далеко далеко На цветочный лугах

Far away
Beats from the fast-flowing rivers
Over the edge milk
On Kiselny Breg

And the land as UNIC
Head tryahnet
Sky clean water of
In spit rye zapletet

And swaying pine and fir swing
Under the silent song of the reeds
The blue cradle under a blanket of feathers
He sees white dreams my soul

Far away
On the flower meadows
My soul shakes
Wind soft hands

Far away
Under the wing of the sky
There are no trails, no roads
Freedom, freedom

Chorus: There's rock pine and fir swing ......
etc.

Far away
At the edge of my Raspberry
Kohl you is not easy
Arrive arriving

There are swinging and swaying pine spruce,
But the grass'll have to keep quiet
The blue cradle under a blanket of feathers
I'll rock you
Far...
far, far away ...
Far.