Даль Вина - Далеко-далеко
текст песни

Far, far
Hits fast rivers
Through the edge milk
On a sour ging

And the earth is like a Yunnya
The head shakes
The sky is clean water
Rye will braid rye into braids

And pine trees swing and spruce swing
Under a quiet song of reeds
In blue cradle under a blanket of feathers
Sees white dreams my soul

Far, far
On the flower meadows
My soul shakes
Wind in soft hands

Far, far
Under the wing of the sky
There are no trails or roads
Freedom, freedom

Chorus: Pines swing there and spruce ...
etc.

Far, far
To my raspberry edge
If you are not easy
Arrive, arrive

Pines are swinging there and spruce swings,
But the herbs are in silence to be silent
In blue cradle under a blanket of feathers
I will download you
Far...
Far, far ...
Far.