Eugeny Koshelev piosenki

Amid guttering candles and prayers before night, Amid trophies of war and the fires of peace There lived bookish children, which never knew fights, Pining from little troubles and yearning for feats. Children are always bothered By age and life mode. And we w...

When water of the Flood, obeying Lord’s whim, Returned again back into bounds of strands. Out of foam of the going away stream The love got silently onto dry land, Till term it was dissolving in the air swims. The term was of a very vast extent. And cranks (n...