Voda-i-Ryba - Silver | Текст песни

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• Voda-i-Ryba
• Silver

When the rumours surround you,
it is difficult to run away.
The day is overfilled by everything, the day
is ceaseless and seems to be too long.

The silvery toys still can be kept in the shadows of capitals.
Resonant and exchanged for nothing.

The trees stick out of the ground.
The roots got over the ditch
in one step and sprouted in the village, later –
in the baroque town.

The silvery toys still can be kept in the shadows of capitals.
Resonant and exchanged for nothing.