Текст песни минус ОЛ - Трава у дома

GRASS NEAR THE HOUSE

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Earth in the porthole, earth in the porthole
Earth in the porthole is visible

Like a son sad about a mother, like a son sad about a mother
We are sad about the Earth, she is alone

And the stars nonetheless, and the stars nonetheless
A little closer, but still cold

And as in the hours of the eclipse, and as in the hours of the eclipse
We are waiting for light and earthly dreams
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And we don’t dream about the roar of the cosmodrome
Not this icy blue
And we dream of grass, grass at home
Green grass

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And we fly in orbits, unbroken paths
Space is stitched with meteorites

Justified risk and courage, space music
Swims into our business conversation

In a haze of frosted Earth in the porthole
Evening and early dawn

And the son is sad about the mother, and the son is sad about the mother
A mother is waiting for her son, while the sons of the Earth
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