Павел Филатов - Промо
текст песни

There, beyond the river, beyond the destinies, where the music is, where the eternal poplars are,
There the courtyards, where chanson sounds,
There I was born once,
There the guitars by the fire,
Don't wait until the morning, my dear,
You've grown up so quickly,
And in the bars of the tower,
Bitter tea invigorates in the morning,
Friends in the same,
Take everything you have,
Oh, my youth,
The free wind will call,
A cherry dream led into the dawn,
I understood everything, my life,
This, my brother, is chanson.
And the sun beats above us,
Pouring over the edge with rays,
We believe that we will return again,
Just promise to wait,
A retelling of different destinies,
A deep bow to the domes,
Greetings to everyone who is on the way,
Also listening to chanson. Trusted, didn't check
If nearby, then hello
Distributed to everyone as he should
Smoked the gray katran
Wolf's gaze forged the prison
The crystal ringing of strings
Always stood by his own
Collected chanson in his soul
Hey, tramp, don't be sad
Find out why you came
Here the beats were waking up
Hands behind his back, he went
Let's rock the sad world
All sorrows are behind us
If the music starts
It means we're on our way.