Текст песни ОЛЕГ МИТЯЕВ - Изгиб гитары желтой...

Bending guitar yellow
You hold dearly.
Echo string splinter
Pierce tight heights.
Swing dome of the sky
Large and Stars and snow.
How great is that we are all here
Meeting today.

As a reflection of the sunset
Bonfire dancing among the pines.
Are you sad, hobo,
Come on, smile.
And someone very close
You gently say:
How great is that we are all here
Meeting today.

Yet with sore throat
We remember those today,
Whose names are as wounds
At the heart of the parched.
Their dreams and songs
We fill every breath,
How great is that we are all here
Meeting today.