Владимир Пресняков - Баллада о любви - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I will bed fields in love, let them sing in a dream and in reality, I breathe and that means I love, I love and that means I live. And their souls are given to wander in flowers, their voices are given to merge into the beat, and eternity to breathe in one breath, and meet with a sigh on the lips on fragile crossings and bridges, on narrow intersections of the universe.