Текст песни Евгений Маргулис - Земляничные поляны

Strawberry glades and milk meadows are all there.
The one who swims in nirvana, on its own finds countries
Or just swims to the clouds.
In them, swimming, dissolving
Or simply turning into birds.
In the form of wind coming back,
To fall to the ground,
Become a river without rules and boundaries.

Everything is there, these children's dreams ...
Everything is there, and old dreams ...
Everything is there, these children's dreams ...
Everything is there ...

All that is passed - passes,
All that's done will go through the steel.
If something happens
And does not touch you - not a pity.
Smiling, forgetting
Allowing yourself to become a land,
To sweat the grass back
Or hide for a while under water.

Everything is there, these children's dreams ...
Everything is there, and old dreams ...
Everything is there, these children's dreams ...
Everything is there, and old dreams ...

Strawberry glades and milk meadows are all there.
The one who swims in nirvana, on its own finds countries
Or just swims to the clouds.
In them, swimming, dissolving
Or simply turning into birds.
In the form of wind coming back,
To fall to the ground,
Become a river without rules and boundaries.

Everything is there, these children's dreams ...
Everything is there, and old dreams ...
Everything is there, these children's dreams ...
Everything is there ...