TATITERA — Шепот, робкое дыхание
Song translation
A whisper, a timid breath, The nightingale’s trill, Silver and the gentle sway Of a sleepy stream,
Night light, nighttime shadows, Shadows without end, A row of magical changes On a beloved face,
In smoky little clouds — the purple of a rose, A gleam of amber, And kisses, and tears, And the dawn, the dawn!
In smoky little clouds — the purple of a rose, A gleam of amber, And kisses, and tears, And the dawn, the dawn! And the dawn, the dawn!
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