VITER - Two Colors | Текст песни

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• VITER
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When I was young and up to in the spring
To travel into world by novel pathways
My mother had embroidered cloth for me
With red and black threads in a pattern

I roamed about the world and I was lost
But always I came back to native threshold
Have intertwined as mother’s needlework
My roads of sadness and my happy pathways

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Two colors of my life – they are with me
Imprinted on the cloth and living in my soul
Two colors of my life – I used to know:
Black color is grief, Red color is love

And now I’m touched with grey and tired a bit
And there is nothing valuable to carry home
Except the bundle of the olden cloth
With all my life that was embroidered on it

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