Безмолвие сердца среди облаков

Morning light, the stars align. The sun is breathing through the night. Morning sun On the sky. Open sky And gentle sighs. Sunrise fading low. Day turns cold and slow. Breeze blows in my stone. I spend the long behold. Morning sun, The softest waves. Dreams dissolve In time, It stays. Sunset home to night belong. Under the sun, the whites so grown. It's awake and see it's time. Of morning sun to night design. Cold and blue, the shining sun. Morning sun, begins to run. Places play and soft and clean. The summer beats my dreams. Morning sun, A river sun. The sky is blue. A chase at dawn And The golden blue.