В гриве солнечной ветер плещется,А

В гриве солнечной ветер плещется,
А в глазах глубина озер.
Я лечу, лечу прямо к солнышку,
Я лечу выше синих гор.

Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Буду идти дорогой одной.
Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Домой!.

Я поймаю ветер что вернулся с юга.
До утра с грозою он шутя играл.
Песню пел о море и восточный ветер,
На песке горячем тихо подпевал...

И северный ветер, меня позовет
Туда, где весной не тает лед!

Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Буду идти дорогой одной.
Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Домой!

Но четыре ветра - вольные бродяги,
Никогда не смогут рассказать о том.
Что в краю, где вырос зацветают вишни,
И сиренью пахнет под моим окном...

А западный ветер не сможет уснуть.
Глядит как мерцает млечный путь...

Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Буду идти дорогой одной.
Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Домой!

Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Буду идти дорогой одной.
Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Домой!

Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Буду идти дорогой одной.
Назло ветрам о-о-о,
Домой!

Результаты (английский) 1:

The mane of the solar wind, splashingAnd in the eyes of the depth of the Lakes.I am flying, flying straight to Sweety,I fly above the blue mountains.Willful winds o-o-oWill go expensive one.Willful winds o-o-oHome!.I catch wind that came back from the South.Until the morning with a thunderstorm he jokingly played.The song was sung on the sea and wind,Hot sand quietly sang along.And the North wind, I callThere, where the Spring does not melt the ice!Willful winds o-o-oWill go expensive one.Willful winds o-o-oHome!But the four winds-free Hobo,Will never be able to tell.That edge where the cherry blossomAnd LILACS smell under my window.And the West wind will not be able to fall asleep.Looks like flickers of the milky way.Willful winds o-o-oWill go expensive one.Willful winds o-o-oHome!Willful winds o-o-oWill go expensive one.Willful winds o-o-oHome!Willful winds o-o-oWill go expensive one.Willful winds o-o-oHome!

Результаты (английский) 2:

The mane of the solar wind laps,
And in the eyes of the depth of the lake.
I am flying, flying directly to the sun,
I'm flying above the blue mountains.

Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
I'll go one way.
Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
Home !.

I'll catch the wind that came back from the south.
Up in the morning and thunderstorms in jest he played.
Song sang of the sea and the wind,
on the hot sand softly sang ...

And the north wind, I will call
There, where the spring melts the ice!

Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
I'll go one way.
Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
Home!

But the four winds - voluntary vagabonds,
never be able to tell you about.
What's in the land where grown cherry blossom,
and lilac smell under my window ...

A west wind will not be able to sleep.
It looks like a flickering milky way ...

Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
I'll go one way.
Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
Home!

Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
I'll go one way.
Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
Home!

Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
I'll go one way.
Spite winds oh-oh-oh,
Home!

Результаты (английский) 3:

the solar wind in his hair swims.and in the eyes of the depth of the lakes.i fly, fly directly to солнышку,i'm flying over the blue mountains.in spite of the oh.i'll go my dear one.in spite of the oh.home! .i catch the wind coming from the south.before the morning with the грозою he jokingly played.the song was on the sea, and the east windthe sand is hot, quiet was following...and the north wind, call mewhere the spring does not melt the ice!in spite of the oh.i'll go my dear one.in spite of the oh.home!but four wind all outlawswill never be able to tell you about.in the end, where you grew up зацветают cherryand lilacs smell under my window.a west wind can't sleep.looks like the twinkling of the milky way.in spite of the oh.i'll go my dear one.in spite of the oh.home!in spite of the oh.i'll go my dear one.in spite of the oh.home!in spite of the oh.i'll go my dear one.in spite of the oh.home!