Текст песни Г.Дикштейн - Если косы дождей...

If the spit of rain a century unwinds and twirls,
over the sodden ground chilly sky for a long time,
come to me, sing good songs and believe - |
there is love and hope, and the third is not given to us. |2 P.

And not terribly familiar to the wall for a long time to leave -
if nearby friends, where we are not all the same?
Our souls are reliable, durable associate bridges |
of love and trust, and the third is not given to us. |2 P.

Well, if, anything can happen on our planet,
Fire and smoke from the hearts of hot and dark,
once to die, but to live trees and birds |
there is love and freedom, and the third is not given to us. |2 P.

If the spit of rain a century unwinds and twirls,
over the sodden ground chilly sky for a long time,
come to me, sing good songs and believe - |
there is love and hope, and the third is not given to us. |2 P.