Павел Вавилов - Верхом на крылатом льве
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Riding a winged lion
Smiling at the old woman
With the wind racing, thoughts of clouds - light
You fly over the world
Slon stars and lanterns
They are alone and they are lights
Non -inflated burning stream, run like a shock
You cover sadness in them
The wind will tell you about everything
You will sing with him together
Thunder and lightning, recitches, between paradise, between hell
You don't think about
This wind is my soul
Dissolving from the end of the knife
Flows into the sky with steam, I don't need your world for nothing
If you don't fly
Riding a winged lion
Smiling at the old woman
With the wind holding hands, thoughts of the clouds are light
The wind loves - you know.