Текст песни Елена Фролова - Я убаюкивала боль

I lulled pain
It was like a gonna.
His naive faith,
That to me is my sail Gray.
But the years have been young,
I was looking for - not found
And I'm standing on the shore,
His hope shore.
Runs stubborn wave
As if fated meeting.
But the meeting did not come to us -
It is one and I am one.
The thin connecting thread,
And nothing has changed -
All I'm also on the shore
His hope shore.
And I see one
Scarlet sail at dawn,
Seagull shout over the water,
And I will catch the wind!
Fly faster than birds,
During the dream, stars of the Milky.
It may indeed happen
This meeting, the meeting ...
I lulled pain
It was similar to Asol.
His naive faith,
That to me is my sail Gray.
But the years have been young,
I was looking for - not found
And I'm here on the coast,
His hope shore.
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