Текст песни АлисА - Лодка

They sang rain and creek all night
A melancholy song of his own.
And in the morning the wind blew
And probably scared the moon.
How sad the world is
As if autumn is my longing,
I would have a drink of pure water
From a transparent spring.

I'm on the road and I do not have
No worries and worries,
The lonely boat is mine,
Cutting the wave, floats.

I walked around the wall,
This is the way to three dozen,
And I saw everywhere, everywhere
The bright colors have faded.
Only reed thickets
They poured like a sea, around,
I'm on a boat, and she
Small seems like a petal.

I'm on the road and I do not have
No worries and worries,
The lonely boat is mine,
Cutting the wave, floats.

In the reeds of a dense fisherman
The hat is barely visible,
Yes, visible from under it
White-white hair is a shock.
I want to swim closer,
Say hello to him - but how?
Only the gulls in vain frightened -
A gray-haired fisherman disappeared.

I'm on the road and I do not have
No worries and worries,
The lonely boat is mine,
Cutting the wave, floats.

The wind breathed life into nature
And in everything that exists in nature,
And in all that is given to love, -
And all of us, alas, can not be counted!
I left, and the wind with the boat
They continued the argument in the distance,
Reflection of clouds
It dissolved in a stormy river.

I'm on the road and I do not have
No worries and worries,
The lonely boat is mine,
Cutting the wave, floats.