Тамара Гвердцители - Арго - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Argo! Is your path closer than the Milky road? Argo, what losses does the poultry cry about? A sail of you, raised by fate, is the flag of separation, the wanderings of the eternal banner! .. A sail over you, raised by fate, is the flag of separation, the wanderings of the eternal banner! ..

Argo! Yes, the sky went to us the way with the moon and the stars! Argo! If the sail grows, we will hit the oars ... Well, in the end, the path is the whole goal of the rowers - that’s what winter has been discovered to us with spring. Well, in the end, the path is the whole goal of rowers - that’s what winter has opened to us with spring.