Текст песни Летеница - Нить его судьбы

I will refresh the lime face
At dawn, in the heart of the meadow,
Zapletu Dazhboga strand
In the braid maidenly tight,
Willows receive
Above the transparent river,
In reflection I'll take a look,
Girded with sadness.

I'll tell you, I will not hide it,
About love without an answer:
The one who is either him -
That warm affection warmed ...
Makosh thread of his fate
Yes, I did not connect with mine.
Loneliness is drunk,
Like a ray at midnight smoldering.

The maiden of my sadness embraced my shoulders,
Like a winter in the chest, the fire blocked.
He was neither loving nor charming -
The color of his love was cut short by another.

Birds cry in the seas of heaven,
The beast trail in the forests of distant,
Spring amber highlight,
Echo ringing from the cliffs of high ...
In the field the morning mist -
For him, my suffering,
Dreams of a girl are deception,
Under the snow waiting.

Willow will whisper to me,
Tears dropping into the grass,
The birds will be silent on the branches,
The bitter words of my listening.
Dumas are bright about him
The wounds are more and more worried ...
The pain will cool yes summer,
At heart, leaving scars.