Текст песни Спи милая моя - Луна

Somewhere there is my star,
WHERE MY DREAM IS LIVING,
WHERE IS MY DESTINY GOING,
EVERYTHING SPRINGS IN THE SHOWER SPRING.

Once I sat silently at the window,
And in the sky the stars shone and the moon,
He watched silently for the moon,
He was talking mentally with himself.
How high the moon lives,
Since She did not shine a single star,
Lonely and cold, like me, the silent Moon.
On the street was a continuous darkness,
Late hour and silence,
And I was looking in love from the window,
The moon rose in the sky.
I was inspired by silence,
I enjoyed the emptiness,
Thought in the sky flying,
I wanted to go to the moon for a moment.

It seemed to me that from a distance,
It was a cold light for me,
The light of all shone in the night,
Pray, answer me, do not be silent,
I wanted to find out how she lives in heaven,
I wanted to know about her dreams,
I wanted to know about her loneliness,
I wanted to discuss life together.
But she did not even say a word to me,
I answered only silence,
And only the cold shone from far away,
The silent moon was silent.
What a pity that She did not hear me,
What a pity that the moon is so far away,
I wanted to hear how my love breathes,
I wanted to give a piece of my understanding.

We flew for a minute, and I waited,
the clock was flying, I was still waiting,
When you answer from a distance,
Cold Moon.
In a deep sky,
So many saw the stars, but only wanted to Luna,
In the sky there is no such,
Cold, but alive.
I still admired the dark blue canvas for a long time,
Until I fell asleep in my dreams an earthly, sweet dream,
And when, after a dream, I looked at the heavens,
The sun was shining warm, and went to the dark,
Cold, silent Moon.

Somewhere there is my star,
WHERE MY DREAM IS LIVING,
WHERE IS MY DESTINY GOING,
EVERYTHING SPRINGS IN THE SHOWER SPRING.
Somewhere there is my star,
WHERE MY DREAM IS LIVING,
WHERE IS MY DESTINY GOING,
EVERYTHING SPRINGS IN THE SHOWER SPRING.

She was my dream,
I called it my star,
She brightened me and brightened the way,
Blinded, inspired.
I admired her brilliance,
I enjoyed her attention,
Lived her awareness,
He breathed his understanding.
Warmer warmth was my dream,
As late spring,
She became cold,
It's like a snowy winter.
And I was drowning in the night lights,
And I flew in my dreams,
She loved her smile,
It was burning like fire, but now, like ice has cooled.
I did not forget all that was,
All that was behind,
Everything was gentle, it was nice,
But everything disappeared like a dream.
As if I had a dream,
As if I loved,
As if the dream had disappeared,
And I forgot everything.
In my head was a fog,
Was drunk with fog,
I felt a self-deception,
And he was killed by this deception.
Outside the summer,
And on the soul of winter,
The moon shines to someone, somewhere,
But not me, not for me.
I'm not cold at all,
I'm just ice cold,
I do not feel any more heat,
I'm going by my fate.
After a month or a year, perhaps I will thaw,
Well, for the present, I do not remember the past.

Somewhere there is my star,
WHERE MY DREAM IS LIVING,
WHERE IS MY DESTINY GOING,
EVERYTHING SPRINGS IN THE SHOWER SPRING.
Somewhere there is my star,
WHERE MY DREAM IS LIVING,
WHERE IS MY DESTINY GOING,
EVERYTHING SPRINGS IN THE SHOWER SPRING.

Lucky Poet