Текст песни Сизый - Белый налив

Sometimes I remember my childhood
House over a quiet river
And the fog by the spreading willows

And overripe in the garden
On a moonlit night with trees
White water fell on the grass

White apples side
Like milk
Like the moons have died down in the grass

And frozen by the window
I watch the moon
Gives its light to ripe apples (2p.)

Chorus:
My childhood,
Summer in the village
Starry night over the river
From afar
Tree branches
waving to me sad foliage.

2nd verse:
And falling asleep I saw a dream
How I fly weightless
For some obscure motive
And overripe in the garden
On a moonlit night with trees
White water fell on the grass

I have seen it since then
night moon pattern
And a mysterious fairy garden
But he's so far away
This garden over the river
Where white moons sleep in the grass (2p.)

Chorus.