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Бродяга
Все дальше и дальше уводят тебя усталые ноги
Ты мечешся в танце под зыбкой луной на Вечной Дороге
И синее пламя, что льда холодней, в глазях твоих синих
И в спутанных прядях блестит седина, а может быть иней
Бродяга
Ты не был дома много лет
Ты вернулся домой, но дома нет
А та, что так была дорога
Теперь жена твоего врага
И ты пошел, белее чем мел
И вдруг запел, как когда-то пел
Но в песню странствий страданья облек
Бродяжий неприкаянный Бог...
Бродяга
Ты уходил в последний раз
Не опуская холодных глаз
Твоей последнею из дорог
Повел тебя твой странный Бог
А та с которой встречал рассвет
Так долго глядела тебе во след
И мужу волосы теребя
Закрыв глаза представлял тебя
Бродяга...
Все дальше и дальше уводят тебя усталые ноги
Ты мечешся в танце под зыбкой луной на Вечной Дороге
И синее пламя, что льда холодней, в глазях твоих синих
И в спутанных прядях блестит седина, а может быть иней
Tramp
All further and further away you tired feet
You мечешся in the dance under the moon in the Eternal Road
And the blue flames that ice cold, in глазях your blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny grey, and can be frost
Tramp
You have not been home for many years
You have returned home, but there is no home
And what was the road
Now the wife of your enemy
And you went whiter than chalk
And suddenly began to sing, as once sang
But in the song of wandering suffering put
Бродяжий restless God...
Tramp
You go away for the last time
His cold eyes
Your the bottom of the road
Took you a strange God
And the one with which met the dawn
So long looked you in the next
And her hair pulling
Closing his eyes was you
The tramp...
All further and further away you tired feet
You мечешся in the dance under the moon in the Eternal Road
And the blue flames that ice cold, in глазях your blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny grey, and can be frost
Tramp
Все дальше и дальше уводят тебя усталые ноги
Ты мечешся в танце под зыбкой луной на Вечной Дороге
И синее пламя, что льда холодней, в глазях твоих синих
И в спутанных прядях блестит седина, а может быть иней
Бродяга
Ты не был дома много лет
Ты вернулся домой, но дома нет
А та, что так была дорога
Теперь жена твоего врага
И ты пошел, белее чем мел
И вдруг запел, как когда-то пел
Но в песню странствий страданья облек
Бродяжий неприкаянный Бог...
Бродяга
Ты уходил в последний раз
Не опуская холодных глаз
Твоей последнею из дорог
Повел тебя твой странный Бог
А та с которой встречал рассвет
Так долго глядела тебе во след
И мужу волосы теребя
Закрыв глаза представлял тебя
Бродяга...
Все дальше и дальше уводят тебя усталые ноги
Ты мечешся в танце под зыбкой луной на Вечной Дороге
И синее пламя, что льда холодней, в глазях твоих синих
И в спутанных прядях блестит седина, а может быть иней
Tramp
All further and further away you tired feet
You мечешся in the dance under the moon in the Eternal Road
And the blue flames that ice cold, in глазях your blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny grey, and can be frost
Tramp
You have not been home for many years
You have returned home, but there is no home
And what was the road
Now the wife of your enemy
And you went whiter than chalk
And suddenly began to sing, as once sang
But in the song of wandering suffering put
Бродяжий restless God...
Tramp
You go away for the last time
His cold eyes
Your the bottom of the road
Took you a strange God
And the one with which met the dawn
So long looked you in the next
And her hair pulling
Closing his eyes was you
The tramp...
All further and further away you tired feet
You мечешся in the dance under the moon in the Eternal Road
And the blue flames that ice cold, in глазях your blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny grey, and can be frost
Tramp
Tramp
Tired legs take you further and further
You are in a dance under a shaking moon on an eternal road
And the blue flame, that the ice is colder, in your eyes of your blue
And in tangled strands the gray hair shines, and maybe there is
Tramp
You haven't been at home for many years
You returned home, but not at home
And the one that was the road
Now the wife of your enemy
And you went, whiter than chalk
And suddenly sang, as he once sang
But in the song of the wanderings of suffering
Wandering restless god ...
Tramp
You left for the last time
Not lowering the cold eyes
Your last from the roads
Your strange god led you
And that with which I met the dawn
I looked at you for so long
And my husband fingering his hair
Closing his eyes represented you
Tramp...
Tired legs take you further and further
You are in a dance under a shaking moon on an eternal road
And the blue flame, that the ice is colder, in your eyes of your blue
And in tangled strands the gray hair shines, and maybe there is
Tramp
All Further and Further Away You Tired Feet
You Moshesy in the Dance Under the Moon in the Eternal Road
And the Blue Flames that Ice Cold, in the eyes of Your Blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny Grey, and Can Be Frost
Tramp
You have not been Home for Many Years
You have returned home, but there is no home
And What Was the Road
Now the Wife of Your Enemy
And You Went Whiter than Chalk
And Suddenly Began to Sing, As Once Sang
But in the Song of Wandering Suffering Put
Restless God ...
Tramp
You go away for the last time
HIS Cold Eyes
Your The Bottom of the Road
Took you a strange god
And the One with Which Met the Dawn
So Long Loucked You in the Next
And Her Hair Pulling
Closing His Eyes Was You
The Tramp ...
All Further and Further Away You Tired Feet
You Moshesy in the Dance Under the Moon in the Eternal Road
And the Blue Flames that Ice Cold, in the eyes of Your Blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny Grey, and Can Be Frost
Tramp
Tired legs take you further and further
You are in a dance under a shaking moon on an eternal road
And the blue flame, that the ice is colder, in your eyes of your blue
And in tangled strands the gray hair shines, and maybe there is
Tramp
You haven't been at home for many years
You returned home, but not at home
And the one that was the road
Now the wife of your enemy
And you went, whiter than chalk
And suddenly sang, as he once sang
But in the song of the wanderings of suffering
Wandering restless god ...
Tramp
You left for the last time
Not lowering the cold eyes
Your last from the roads
Your strange god led you
And that with which I met the dawn
I looked at you for so long
And my husband fingering his hair
Closing his eyes represented you
Tramp...
Tired legs take you further and further
You are in a dance under a shaking moon on an eternal road
And the blue flame, that the ice is colder, in your eyes of your blue
And in tangled strands the gray hair shines, and maybe there is
Tramp
All Further and Further Away You Tired Feet
You Moshesy in the Dance Under the Moon in the Eternal Road
And the Blue Flames that Ice Cold, in the eyes of Your Blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny Grey, and Can Be Frost
Tramp
You have not been Home for Many Years
You have returned home, but there is no home
And What Was the Road
Now the Wife of Your Enemy
And You Went Whiter than Chalk
And Suddenly Began to Sing, As Once Sang
But in the Song of Wandering Suffering Put
Restless God ...
Tramp
You go away for the last time
HIS Cold Eyes
Your The Bottom of the Road
Took you a strange god
And the One with Which Met the Dawn
So Long Loucked You in the Next
And Her Hair Pulling
Closing His Eyes Was You
The Tramp ...
All Further and Further Away You Tired Feet
You Moshesy in the Dance Under the Moon in the Eternal Road
And the Blue Flames that Ice Cold, in the eyes of Your Blue
And in a tangle of hair shiny Grey, and Can Be Frost
Tramp
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