Дикий западv6

‎ ‎ ‎[Verse 1] ‎The sun rolls down like a copper nickel, ‎The day dissolves, a thick twilight descends. ‎Dust settles on the grass where wild sagebrush spreads, ‎The first eternal blue lights up in the sky. ‎I saddle my horse to catch up with the receding shadow, ‎Leaving behind the heavy and scorched day. ‎ ‎[Chorus] ‎Oh, prairies, where the horizon sews the edges, ‎Here is freedom like the wind, and faith like a bullet, mine. ‎The starry sky scatters sparks from campfires, ‎I fly to you through the silence of forgotten worlds. Where the heart beats in unison with the tramp of feet, Between us lies only the hot and wild East. [Verse 2] Here on my skin—only salt, only heat and sand, I count my steps, pulling the rusty trigger. But in the dry reeds I hear a voice calling me, It's you, my tenderness, amid the evil night fire. You are like a key to a spring, like shelter after a long ride, We will hide together from this prickly star. [Bridge] The blues of a guitar string cuts through the night silence, You look at me, you are with me, you, of course, are silent. The Wild West has grown cold, and the sadness in my palms has cooled, The road leads us into the shimmering distance. [Chorus] Oh, prairies, where the horizon sews the edges, Here freedom is like the wind, and faith, like a bullet, mine. The starry sky scattered sparks of campfires, I came to you through the silence of forgotten worlds. Where the heart beats in unison with the tramp of feet, We have found our peace, my forgotten and wild East. ‎ ‎[Outro ‎The sunset burned out... ‎The fire grew pale... ‎Only the stars above us... ‎Only you... and me... ‎[The sound of a lonely slide guitar, fading into the void]