Ты же помнишь, что будет… К полнОчи крылатая тень В неуклонном сниженьи блеснет через профиль оконный И, добавив три новых звезды к Твоему небосклону, Осторожно замрет у конца полосы… А затем… Этот вечер — легко и неслышно, пушинкой, опустится в ночь, Расстелив небеса — балдахином — над нашей постелью, И …
I was trying to catch fading desperate shadows, Fading desperate shadows of a dying bright day, I was climbing a tower, long way up from the meadows, Long way up from the meadows, by an old stairway I was going up, with the lines getting cleaner, With all lines getting …
I was trying to catch fading desperate shadows, Fading desperate shadows of a dying bright day, I was climbing a tower, long way up from the meadows, Long way up from the meadows, by an old stairway I was going up, with the lines getting cleaner, With all lines getting …
I was trying to catch fading desperate shadows, Fading desperate shadows of a dying bright day, I was climbing a tower, long way up from the meadows, Long way up from the meadows, by an old stairway I was going up, with the lines getting cleaner, With all lines getting …