Этил Бэнд - Синева
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The Blue

The blue spread like a swift river
Above my head
I want to catch the clouds with my hand
But I can't reach them, no matter what
And the winds ring the bells
Since morning, a bee has been buzzing among the flowers
Thistles bloom in the meadows
And like a blow from around the corner
The eye of a blued barrel
Caused turmoil in my soul

Life has taken the bit between its teeth
It spun around, carried me away
At a gallop, a three-cross gait
And forgetting about the brakes
We catch the winds in our sails
With one hope in our hearts
Help us, Lord
Not to perish halfway
To outdo the thugs
Give us the strength to find
And around us, malice doesn't sleep
Throw it a bone like a dog
Let malice die from malice
After devouring the bone

We'll point a finger at the sky at random
But so that it doesn't tear
And maybe we'll get lucky for real
But a lump chokes the song in my throat
Again, problems with a fool
And they threaten us with their fists
When there's no money jingling in our pockets
When fortune is fast asleep
It's not our turn to rule the ball
If you managed to grab something, your chest is covered in crosses
And if you didn't, your head is in the bushes
That's the way it is, guys