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Игорь Сычёв - стихи Марат Цораев Музыка, Гитара, Голос Alizbar - Кельтская арфа, аранжировка Анна Батурова - Съемки, монтаж Андрей Самойлов -звук Translation: Fall asleep, dear son, sleep and don’t feel afraid. I’m near, I’m here beside you. You have come to be blind in the world full of grief There’s no use to call fate to the fight. You will never be able to see how I smile Over you and the heather in bloom. But you hear the wind blowing over the rye And the harp, that is singing in gloom. Yo
