Текст песни Анна Ардова - Васильки в полях

Cornflowers in the fields bloom in summer heat
Braided wreath on his way home
And the dream breaks falcon , straight into the sky high
Well, when he comes to me ...
What is destined , the paid love
I saw this in my childhood dream .
 
As if the thunder from the heavens , in broad daylight
It originated from a dream took me by the hand
Although we were povencheny ,
He walked away with the first comer ,
As I pock one in the garden
Days spent in vain ,
Love should not be paid
It is a pity that nice I will never find