Одинокая Флейта.Казачий спас. Сказ 57

My homeland’s bright meadows, fields full of innocence
With tender herbs and grasses in their round dance –
You are a precious jewel my heart’s been cherishing
As well as bird its song dwells or flute strong air’s wing.
You have my soul filled with
Since very early days,
You’re gem my heart enchases,
Accompanying all way.
перевод ____ Людмила Подопригора

Видео Одинокая Флейта.Казачий спас. Сказ 57 канала Одинокая Флейта