Смородина [Smorodina] [Transliteration]

Ot bedy i sumasbrodiny

naklonilsya kust smorodiny,

l'yotsya, l'yotsya s neba rodiny

dozhdik prolivnoy.

Meryu rasstoyan'ya sutkami

i lechu kuda-to s utkami,

v toplyy kray za nezabudkami,

za svoyey vesnoy.

Rasplastalos' beskonechnoye

nebo sineye, bezuprechnoye,

na zemle my vse ne vechnyye,

v nebesakh – pokoy.

Zabrosala zhizn' zagadkami,

sluchay zamorochil pryatkami,

pervoklassniki s tetradkami,

shkol'nyy vypusknoy.

Meryu rasstoyan'ya zimami

i bredu za piligrimami,

za fantaziyami mnimymi,

ne khodi za mnoy.

Rasplastalos' beskonechnoye

nebo sineye, bezuprechnoye,

na zemle my vse ne vechnyye,

v nebesakh – pokoy.

Rasplastalos' beskonechnoye

nebo sineye, bezuprechnoye,

na zemle my vse ne vechnyye,

v nebesakh – pokoy.

Polno,

uzhe unosyat volny

rassvety i zakaty,

i zvozdnyye ogni.

Svyata

byla lyubov' kogda-to,

teper' ona raspyata,

i sochteny vse dni.

Ot bedy i sumasbrodiny

naklonilsya kust smorodiny,

l'yotsya, l'yotsya s neba rodiny

dozhdik prolivnoy.

Meryu rasstoyan'ya vosnami,

i kogda zh my stali vzroslymi,

razminulis' mezhdu sosnami

so svoyey vesnoy.

Rasplastalos' beskonechnoye

nebo sineye, bezuprechnoye,

na zemle my vse ne vechnyye,

v nebesakh – pokoy.

Rasplastalos' beskonechnoye

nebo sineye, bezuprechnoye,

na zemle my vse ne vechnyye,

v nebesakh – pokoy.

• Artist:Kristina Orbakaitė
• Album:The Best