Lyrics PrimeTime - Лунный Загар
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Я шел к тебе синими далями
Морозных ночей расстояньями
Имя твое не отдали мне вереницы имен славянских
Гладкой как лед спицей
Мне вьюга проткнула сердце
Оно бросилось в небо птицей
В песни шатров цыганских
Припев:
Я помню лишь вечер сонный
Как небо царапали сосны
Твой взгляд на себе влюбленный
Пусть прокляты будут вёсны
Я помню лишь вечер сонный
И ресниц твоих лунный загар
От тебя мне остались раны
Да гулянок пьяный угар
Тело нежное руки ласкали
Цветами поля взрывали
Мы так трудно друг друга искали
Так легко навсегда потеряли
А весной Рамаддан цвета
Когда брызжет природа соком
Было соткано ты мое лето
Для поэта главным роком
Припев.
И вновь тоска подругой стала
В миг серый воскресив поток
И грязью черной заплевала
Упругий юности цветок
Ко мне ты явишься во сне
Присядешь тихо на кровать
А в майский день блестящей спицей
Мне душу станет ковырять
I walked to you with blue dalami
Frosty nights by the distances
Your name did not give me a string of Slavic names
Smooth as ice with a spoke
I blizzard pierced the heart
It threw itself into the sky as a bird
In the songs of the tents of the Gypsy
Chorus:
I remember only a sleepy night
How the sky scratched the pines
Your view of yourself in love
Let the cursed be vesny
I remember only a sleepy night
And your eyelashes lunar tan
From you I was left with wounds
Drankard's smoke
Body tender arms caressed
Colors blown the field
We found each other so hard
So easily lost forever
And in the spring of Ramadan
When nature sprinkles with juice
You were weaving your summer
For the poet, the main rock
Chorus.
And again my longing became
At a moment, the gray resurrected the stream
And with the mud of a black spat
Elastic youth flower
To me you will appear in a dream
Sit quietly on the bed
And on the day of May, with a brilliant knitting needle
My soul will pick
Frosty nights by the distances
Your name did not give me a string of Slavic names
Smooth as ice with a spoke
I blizzard pierced the heart
It threw itself into the sky as a bird
In the songs of the tents of the Gypsy
Chorus:
I remember only a sleepy night
How the sky scratched the pines
Your view of yourself in love
Let the cursed be vesny
I remember only a sleepy night
And your eyelashes lunar tan
From you I was left with wounds
Drankard's smoke
Body tender arms caressed
Colors blown the field
We found each other so hard
So easily lost forever
And in the spring of Ramadan
When nature sprinkles with juice
You were weaving your summer
For the poet, the main rock
Chorus.
And again my longing became
At a moment, the gray resurrected the stream
And with the mud of a black spat
Elastic youth flower
To me you will appear in a dream
Sit quietly on the bed
And on the day of May, with a brilliant knitting needle
My soul will pick