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A song for all cosmonauts, in past, present ans future
by the Sovjet Russian Band "Earth People"
(the term is used as compatriots too)
by the Sovjet Russian Band "Earth People"
(the term is used as compatriots too)
Earth in the porthole, the land in the window
The earth in the porthole is visible ...
How the son is sad about the mother, how the son is sad about the mother
We are sad about the land - it is unique
A star however, and the stars nevertheless
A little closer, but all are also cold
And, as in the hours of eclipse, and, as in the hours of eclipse
We are waiting for the light and earthly dreams
And we don't dream about the roar of the cosmodrome
Not about this icy blue
But we dream of grass, grass nearby the home
Green, green grass
And we fly through orbits, ways are not clear
Stitched with meteorites
Justified risk and courage, space music
Swims into our business conversation
In some haze the dull earth in the window
Evening and early dawn
And the son is sad about his mother, and his son is sad about his mother
Waiting for the son of a mother, and sons - Earth
And we do not dream about the roar of the cosmodrome
Not about this icy blue
But we dream of grass, grass neabyr the home
Green, green grass.
The earth in the porthole is visible ...
How the son is sad about the mother, how the son is sad about the mother
We are sad about the land - it is unique
A star however, and the stars nevertheless
A little closer, but all are also cold
And, as in the hours of eclipse, and, as in the hours of eclipse
We are waiting for the light and earthly dreams
And we don't dream about the roar of the cosmodrome
Not about this icy blue
But we dream of grass, grass nearby the home
Green, green grass
And we fly through orbits, ways are not clear
Stitched with meteorites
Justified risk and courage, space music
Swims into our business conversation
In some haze the dull earth in the window
Evening and early dawn
And the son is sad about his mother, and his son is sad about his mother
Waiting for the son of a mother, and sons - Earth
And we do not dream about the roar of the cosmodrome
Not about this icy blue
But we dream of grass, grass neabyr the home
Green, green grass.
Земля в иллюминаторе, земля в иллюминаторе
Земля в иллюминаторе видна...
Как сын грустит о матери, как сын грустит о матери
Грустим мы о земле - она одна
А звезды тем не менее, а звезды тем не менее
Чуть ближе, но все также холодны
И, как в часы затмения, и, как в часы затмения
Ждем света и земные видим сны
И снится нам не рокот космодрома
Не эта ледяная синева
А снится нам трава, трава у дома
Зеленая, зеленая трава
А мы летим орбитами, путями неизбитыми
Прошит метеоритами простор
Оправдан риск и мужество, космическая музыка
Вплывает в деловой наш разговор
В какой-то дымке матовой земля в иллюминаторе
Вечерняя и ранняя заря
А сын грустит о матери, а сын грустит о матери
Ждет сына мать, а сыновей - Земля
И снится нам не рокот космодрома
Не эта ледяная синева
А снится нам трава, трава у дома
Зеленая, зеленая трава
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Auf jeden Fall eine Horizonterweiterung...😊
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Astrid
...Mother Earth is the only home that we have. You should do a better job of caring for it. Thanks Masha for sharing, enjoy your week and I hope to see you again.
AntwortenLöschenLovely! Hope your week is fabulous
AntwortenLöschenMascha, lovely photo of the wildflowers. Thanks for sharing.
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