Lyrics СтасONE - есенин и дабстеп
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Алый мрак в небесной черни
Начертил пожаром грань.
Я пришел к твоей вечерне,
Полевая глухомань.
Нелегка моя кошница,
Но глаза синее дня.
Знаю, мать-земля черница,
Все мы тесная родня.
Разошлись мы в даль и шири
Под лазоревым крылом.
Но сзовет нас из псалтыри
ЗАревой зерЕ псалом.
И придем мы по равнинам
К правде сошьего креста
Светом книги голубиной
Напоить свои уста.
В том краю, тде желтая крапива
И сухой плетень,
Приютились к вербам сиротливо
Избы деревень.
Там в полях, за синей гущей лОга,
Пролегла песчаная дорога
Есенин и Дабстеп - вот что я люблю
Есенин и Дабстеп - вот что уважаю
Есенин и Дабстеп - вродебы констраст
Есенин и дабстеп - но даже это сочитаемо
Scarlet darkness in heavenly black
Strained the fire.
I came to your evening,
Field coarse.
It's not easy for my cat,
But the eyes of a blue day.
I know the mother-Earth is a thicken
We are all close relatives.
We died in the distance and width
Under a lazo wing.
But will call us from the psalter
Large Zero Psalm.
And we will come on the plains
To the truth of the Savior Cross
Golubina's light book
Drink your mouth.
In that edge, TDE yellow nettle
And dry woven,
Sheltered to the willbam lonely
His villages.
There in the fields, behind the blue thick log,
Song road ran
Yesenin and Dubstep - That's what I love
Yesenin and Dubstep - that's what I respect
Yesenin and Dubstep - Lorserels Constist
Yesenin and Dubstep - But even this is composed
Strained the fire.
I came to your evening,
Field coarse.
It's not easy for my cat,
But the eyes of a blue day.
I know the mother-Earth is a thicken
We are all close relatives.
We died in the distance and width
Under a lazo wing.
But will call us from the psalter
Large Zero Psalm.
And we will come on the plains
To the truth of the Savior Cross
Golubina's light book
Drink your mouth.
In that edge, TDE yellow nettle
And dry woven,
Sheltered to the willbam lonely
His villages.
There in the fields, behind the blue thick log,
Song road ran
Yesenin and Dubstep - That's what I love
Yesenin and Dubstep - that's what I respect
Yesenin and Dubstep - Lorserels Constist
Yesenin and Dubstep - But even this is composed