Lyrics Роман Асеев - Ниспошли нам дождь Небо ясное
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Солнце жгучее
Солнце красное
Ниспошли нам дождь
Небо ясное
Ой, да, засуха
Приближается
В землю матушку
Да вгрызается
Змеем суховей
Разгуляется
И в степи трава
Разгорается
И бежит огонь
В леса тихие
И горят древа
Многоликие
Гарь безликая
Застит небо нам
Ты приди же гость
Дай остыть углям
Птицы кружатся
Привечая дождь
Тучи. Лужица
Счастье мокрых слёз
Ты подставь ладонь
И омой печаль
Будет радость дня
Будет урожай
Солнце нежное
Улыбается
Радугой судьба
Наливается
Солнце жгучее
Солнце красное
Ниспошли нам дождь
Небо ясное
18.01.2017
© Copyright Асеев Роман Lord Kora, 2017
Свидетельство о публикации №117012004355
G B 42
C c B 42
(G F )63 61 53 51 50)
The sun is burning
The sun is red
It rained us
The sky is clear
Oh, yes, drought
Approaches
Mother in the ground
Yes, bites
Snow Sukhovy
Walking around
And in the steppe grass
Flare up
And the fire runs
In the forests are quiet
And the tree burned
Many -faced
Garr is faceless
The sky is covered with us
You come to the guest
Let me cool with coals
Birds are spinning
Greeting the rain
Clouds. Puddle
The happiness of wet tears
You put your palm
And Oma is sad
There will be the joy of the day
There will be a crop
The sun is gentle
Smiles
Rainbow fate
Poured
The sun is burning
The sun is red
It rained us
The sky is clear
01/18/2017
© Copyright Aseev Roman Lord Kora, 2017
Certificate of publication No. 117012004355
G B 42
C C B 42
(G f) 63 61 53 51 50)
The sun is red
It rained us
The sky is clear
Oh, yes, drought
Approaches
Mother in the ground
Yes, bites
Snow Sukhovy
Walking around
And in the steppe grass
Flare up
And the fire runs
In the forests are quiet
And the tree burned
Many -faced
Garr is faceless
The sky is covered with us
You come to the guest
Let me cool with coals
Birds are spinning
Greeting the rain
Clouds. Puddle
The happiness of wet tears
You put your palm
And Oma is sad
There will be the joy of the day
There will be a crop
The sun is gentle
Smiles
Rainbow fate
Poured
The sun is burning
The sun is red
It rained us
The sky is clear
01/18/2017
© Copyright Aseev Roman Lord Kora, 2017
Certificate of publication No. 117012004355
G B 42
C C B 42
(G f) 63 61 53 51 50)