Текст песни Валерий Леонтьев 1989 - Свет милосердия

In the evening crying wind, rain, drizzle
Moving clouds and stars in the sky quenched,
Pine trees rustling and bare apple feel cold,
In the murky windows scratched mercury drops.

Night conjured, gorchaschee potion brewed,
But even worse than the words that you told me.
You said, but I do not remember a word,
Realized one thing only - we do not meet again.

I believe that the gloom over our love will not last forever,
The morning was coming, it is wiser than the evening.
And over a blurred road and right and left
Light of Mercy will rise from every tree.

Light of Mercy will rise from every tree.

Light of Mercy will rise from every tree.