Текст песни Птица Си - Летний реггей

Past silver rocks
Past someone else's fire
The boat is swimming slowly,
The sun is lit.
Wrapping the surface of the mirrors,
Without stopping in the morning
In the boat, the lucky rowing
A young wife is with him.
The stone sticks out of the water,
Gray above the gray river,
From this granite mountain
Two look at heaven.
In the sky, fog or smoke.
Below - mirror peace.
The young man buried his fingers
In her bright hair.

Two dragonflies in reeds -
They are not embarrassed by the flight.
From the outside, do not understand
How to divide them now.
Wings loudly rustling
Back and forward
They can dance.
That's who knows how to love!
Everyone has found it in the world
His mortal happiness.
He loves another snake
Even a snake on the trail.
Now the heather has blossomed.
Drozd for Drozdih sings.
And for whom am I singing?
What should I do now?

Here I am sitting on a hill
And the river is under me
Something sings sadly.
Later the sun is on fire.
Where it got lost in the darkness -
It was apparently going on from afar -
My eternal happiness?
Who does it say to there?

(c) Bird si