Текст песни Якубович - Утро

MORNING
Right in the morning returning
Through the city, which is penetrated by you
Fully in thought plunge
Tone in dreams I'm with your head ...

Let the wind be beaten, thunderstorms sparkle,
I'm a night of a sleepless con
I do not remember torment of the tear,
I do not remember the sorrow of the throat ...

Burning fire sunset beautiful
Only a smear covert his light ...
And harms an hour unhappy
And the rain in the morning has long forgotten ...

Tell you you excellent!
Say that you are from my dreams
Worthy, but too modest,
Your glory can not know the shackles ...