Текст песни МИНУС РАБОЧИЙ - КРАСНЫЙ КОНЬ

At dawn, early in the morning at dawn
Across the river. On the grass
Red horse walks in the field
Red horse walks
Bathed in bright sun
Waving a golden mane
My childhood is a red horse.

And in the meadows, as the dew rings in the meadows
Only touch in the wind
Blazing in the wind
Red horse proudly
He hits the ground with a hoof
Drinks silence from the river
My childhood is a red horse.

I will come and hold out to that horse
I palm and say
Take me home, red horse, close by
You probably have a reason, like human kindness
My childhood is a red horse.