Текст песни Елена Ваенга - дышится еле-еле рядышком

I saw the city, read the scraps of
And I divided in half the Arctic Ocean,
The old thing, I fell headfirst
And something strange happened to me ...

As the water crying, did not hear, I did not see,
But for some reason I breathe hardly next
And the swan feather falls to the past
My soul powdered ...

And the swan feather falls to the past
My soul powdered ...

I remember all the names, I remember all the patronymic
And I would have never changed their homeland.
I drink tea with cloudberry, so I like berry,
A favorite in the heart of the seas, the Barents Sea!

As the water crying, did not hear, I did not see,
But for some reason I breathe hardly next
And the swan feather falls to the past
My soul powdered ...

And the swan feather falls to the past
My soul powdered ...

And we would not have to guess the wrong option,
What a pity that sometimes in life it depends on the dominant,
And I would now fall to the grass of the northern marshes,
And we would be with you not to miss the right turn ...

As the water crying, did not hear, I did not see,
But for some reason I breathe hardly next
And the swan feathers I get back in time
And my soul powdered ...

And the swan feathers I get back in time
And my soul is powdered.