Текст песни Тёма Зимнуров - Ветер-бродяга
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БРОДЯГА-ВЕТЕР
Есть ли дом у ветра?Или он бродяга?
Где его истоки?Где конец пути?
Я помчусь навстречу ветру,рандеву назначив,
"Слышишь,вольный ветер,ты мне расскажи!
Расскажи мне,ветер,где твой дом
И какою матерью ты был рождён.
Назови мне имя своего отца.
Или ты корней не знаешь,вольное дитя.
Над землёй,беспечно,ты куда летишь?
И каким стремленьям посвящаешь жизнь?
Хорошо ль быть вольной птицей или же опасно,
Свой предел незная,вдаль лететь бесстрашно?
Расскажи мне,ветер,где твой дом
И какою матерью ты был рождён.
Назови мне имя своего отца.
Или ты корней не знаешь,вольное дитя.
Загорелся я желаньем вдаль с тобой лететь
И,не думая о прошлом,лишь вперёд смотреть.
Неизвестность поворотов ощутить душой,
Утонуть в твоих потоках.Веселей,шальной!"
Расскажи мне,ветер,где твой дом
И какою матерью ты был рождён.
Назови мне имя своего отца.
Или ты корней не знаешь,вольное дитя.
BROOCH-WIND
Is there a house by the wind? Or is he a tramp?
Where is its source, where is the end of the road?
I'll rush to meet the wind, appointing a rendezvous,
"Hear, free wind, you tell me!
Tell me, wind, where is your house
And what kind of mother you were born into.
Tell me the name of your father.
Or you do not know the roots, free child.
Above the ground, carelessly, where are you flying to?
And how do you dedicate your life to aspirations?
It is good to be a free bird or dangerous,
Its limit is not very clear, to fly away fearlessly?
Tell me, wind, where is your house
And what kind of mother you were born into.
Tell me the name of your father.
Or you do not know the roots, free child.
I caught fire in the distance with you to fly
And without thinking about the past, only look ahead.
To feel the uncertainty of the turns with your soul,
Drown in your streams. Have fun, it's crazy! "
Tell me, wind, where is your house
And what kind of mother you were born into.
Tell me the name of your father.
Or you do not know the roots, free child.
Is there a house by the wind? Or is he a tramp?
Where is its source, where is the end of the road?
I'll rush to meet the wind, appointing a rendezvous,
"Hear, free wind, you tell me!
Tell me, wind, where is your house
And what kind of mother you were born into.
Tell me the name of your father.
Or you do not know the roots, free child.
Above the ground, carelessly, where are you flying to?
And how do you dedicate your life to aspirations?
It is good to be a free bird or dangerous,
Its limit is not very clear, to fly away fearlessly?
Tell me, wind, where is your house
And what kind of mother you were born into.
Tell me the name of your father.
Or you do not know the roots, free child.
I caught fire in the distance with you to fly
And without thinking about the past, only look ahead.
To feel the uncertainty of the turns with your soul,
Drown in your streams. Have fun, it's crazy! "
Tell me, wind, where is your house
And what kind of mother you were born into.
Tell me the name of your father.
Or you do not know the roots, free child.